It had been a few years since I had last started running to get in shape. I had run track in high school, but that was almost 10 years ago. I was hoping to spend more time being shirtless this summer, so I needed to start now. I finally rolled out of bed once the sun was too annoying to ignore. It was January, but I had checked the weather and noticed it was going to be in the 50’s today, so I had no excuse not to run. Falling onto my floor, I crawled around looking for my gym shorts. Finding those and a t-shirt I stood up to pull them on. I looked down as I slipped my shorts over my crotch, and noticed a severe bulge underneath the tight fabric. Great, I thought, hopefully it’ll be a chilly day.
Having laced up my very underused sneakers, I was out the door for my warm up walk to the park. I live just a few blocks away from a large park that had a wood chip running track on the outer edge. It was my favorite place to go during the summer, with the large trees lining the track that I could sit down under and read my books, or watch the girls run around the track. Today was a little too cold to be sedentary, so I’d have to enjoy the view in motion.