I have the best of intentions
and a penchant for Beginnings.
When it comes to sustainment
it takes a persistent partner.
Luckily, an organic collision
with an old friend at a play
leads to a promise of
We should do a run soon, no really!
We've been here before
but this time I meant it.
Sunday night out goes my invite
semi-shocked, she accepts.
Early Monday I steal from bed
clutch my kit and socks
stumble down blearily
to the workout room.
Find my trainers
suspiciously pristine
purchased in a previous
rush of pledged fidelity.
Lace up, leaning down
does this count as a stretch?
What did I get us into--
Will we survive this?
Soon the music is blasting
the instructor smiles as they
call out 8 percent incline
and six plus on speed, c'mon!
I am sweating and straining
she's texting me throughout
we are laughing in agony
"OMG!" "I'm dead" "Ha-Hah!"
Soon the class ends
the cool-down begins.
We have survived!
Our adrenaline blooms.
Let's do it again!
we breathlessly text.
This time tomorrow!
Streak Day one, check.
