Skirt Sports sent out an email earlier this week with their newest tees, and then on Wednesday, a friend and I joked about my Nana’s age-old admonishment… I do indeed live to eat rather than eat to live. (My friend agreed that she does too. Food is good!)
I think these tees are cute, but none of them really speak to me. Where’s the one that says I run for lasagna? Or cheese?
But the truth is, I exercise because I feel better when I do. I grew up active, and I don’t mind a good sweat, especially now with all these technical fabrics wicking my own rivers of funk away from me.
And I exercise because the fur-girls are hairy, high-energy machines. It gets annoying quick, fast and in a hurry, but it’s cute when Sissy whines, and then jumps and spins and spits while she barks because she wants her walk. It’s adorable when Gretchen Greer pounces in my face because it’s walk time and I still have my laptop in my lap.
No, we don’t do off days too often in the Woods. We only run once (or twice if one of the dogs insists) a week, and the daily walking mileage varies from 2 to 7 miles. However, given all the rain and storms of late, there have been several sprints home and a few more “indoor mat” dvd sessions than the dogs would like…
What’s your motivation?