I purposely walked the same route today as yesterday so I could find the name of the gym. There it was, plastered on the window: Fitness happens!
I had to keep repeating the name to myself like some kind of TM mantra so I wouldn't forget it by the time I returned to the office. Then I spied an orange tabby down a side street and the gym name was lost again until a few moments ago.
I am waiting for fitness to happen to me. I can be all passive about this? Like hell I can. If I don't get my rear end in gear, nothing is going to happen. Whoever thought up that monniker for the gym should be shot.
Tomorrow, Scarlet, I will walk where ever the mood takes me.
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