Sneakers and Coin

I’m not vain, just realistic

I’ll be traveling this week. Recently, though, I ran.

I’m not a runner, at all. But I found out that I’m 13.9% bodyfat. Unacceptable. Lexxy-pie‘s jumping rope like mad but that’s not for me.

People think I’m vain. I’m not. Just self-conscious. I have good reason to be, because, in 20 years, I’ve never forgotten how much coin people put on physical appearance.

Was a fat kid, you see. Really fat; 5’3″ and 183 pounds. Hella fat. Only for three years but they were the worst years: 12-14. Right when you discover chicks. No fun there.

The sneakers you see above came in the other day. I laced them up and I ran.

Man, I hate it. But I’ll do it. Until I’m breathless and weak, I’ll do it.

Because in 20 years, I’ve never forgotten how much coin people put on physical appearance.

Location: @10AM yesterday, going to the post
Mood: drained
Music: you want someone who truly loves you I will be the one

7 Replies to “Sneakers and Coin”

  1. I wasn't fat when I was a kid. But I sure hell was ugly. I looked like a boy, was unusually quiet, failed classes and got picked on a lot. Perfect recipe for a school shooter actually.Were you ever picked on as a kid too?

  2. Haha, no not at all.Some people in that kind of situation would have snapped at some point.But you seem to be holding out just fine. Maybe not according to Harold.

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