Fair warning: This is not a political post in any way.
I’m literally talking about a bush that I pretend to be hoards of fans cheering me on while I run. And by run, I mean when I physically attempt to move my body at a faster rate than usual by putting one foot in front of the other.
I don’t like running all that much anymore. Getting back into shape sucks. And it’s all I can do to push myself to keep going on a very short and easy run that would take my former runner self absolutely no time and hardly work up a sweat doing.
Plus, I don’t listen to music, so I let my imagination run free.
And one of the things my imagination does is pretend that this unruly plant who’s branches stick out onto the sidewalk at one of the points in my run is actually a hoard of people cheering me on and holding out their hands to give hi-fives.
That’s all I really wanted to say.
It makes me feel both ridiculous and motivated. As all the best mind-tricks do.
So, yeah, no politics talk.
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