I slip on spandex and shorts,
Pull on a tight sports bra and tank top,
Step into converse-- lacking proper sneakers,
Tie my hair up as tight as I can,
Clip back the strays,
Place headphones in my ears,
And walk out the front door.
Take a deep breath.
Go!
I jog slow trying to find my rhythm,
Hoping I still have one,
Speed up once I catch it.
Focus on the blurry distance
(You can't really run with glasses)
Trying to find a point to run to.
A goal
Something
Anything to run for.
My breathing quickens
To the point of pain
I slow down trying to catch it
Slow down some more
Then walk.
Just walk.
And reach the sad conclusion:
****. I'm out of shape.