Come waste your time with me.

Exercising is my favorite part of the day.

Mostly because I feel like it is the one part of the day that I am doing what I am doing for the current moment. Every other minute I am preparing for the next- chasing time- time not even offering my the luxury of procrastination- time just standing their laughing- leaving me with only two options- be efficient. or die.

And so our days go by, sacrificing the present in efforts to preserve the future. Preparing our meals so we may eat the next day, preparing a study guide as to not fail the next quiz, organizing clothing for the next morning so that I may be warm and presentable, finishing my part of the project as to be dependable, writing checks for next months rent to be responsible, buying food for the next week because I wont have time later, putting my things together for the next day, so I can attend to tomorrows tasks. I hate it. The most evil of all necessities. Necessary evil.

But then I get to run, or swim, or bike, or yoga, just for the sake of running or swimming or yoging and escape the servitude for endorphic bliss. God bless it.