I assume if you are awake you are angry about something. I know I am.
This anger easily manifests itself when I exercise – luckily I am in the
privacy of my home when my anger regimen begins. As you know – for me – the gym
sucks.
I don’t consciously think about
children and animals that are abused, intolerance, dirty water, hate crimes,
sweet hungry faces around the world – instead I listen to the most awful music
and run like a crazy person on my treadmill, punching in the air and
screwing my face up in revolution. Hey – eff you world!
F-bombs, sexual innuendos, angry women, angry men, vulgarity,
poor choices, great beats, and general screw-you-ness all make up my perfect
exercise playlist.
The sweat pours down and that makes me angry
too, because exercising sucks. But at the
end I feel calm, happy, and energized – all that anger and tension is
spent.
If you are angry about anything take it out on a tennis ball, a yoga mat, your bicycle, your stairs. Exercise buys me time of less tiredness. Sometimes I only go 5 minutes and sometime I go for an hour (just the one time in '98) – I don’t judge myself though because judgement sucks – yeah! Fist in the air!!
Something to be angry about just in case you have nothing:
not the end of the world, but not cool either - p.s. I have no idea if this fact is true or where this picture came from, so you could also be angry about negligent bloggers like me |
Yeah!! my shorts are going to look great on me because of all the crappy things in this world!