“being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.” // s. freud

the brutal truth, and trust that my hips can attest, i hate to exercise.

wait, no – that’s a lie.

what i hate is being conscious of the fact that i am exercising.

place me in a gym environment and though i’ll get through it – i’ll be paying more attention to the timer counting down to that sweet number, the one that spells my escape; the countdown to zero becomes more important than the pace i set. i want out, and what’s more – it makes me think i’ve done something that deserves a doughnut. it’s so wrong, on so many levels.

that’s why i’m going to take a walk. i mean, like, walk-walk. i know it’s the favourite of pensioners everywhere, but i think they’ve got a few years and a bit of wisdom on me – and that’s why you see them, in droves, in brightly-hued track-pants, pacing the malls, in parks – everywhere, taking a brisk walk.

i’m going to get on that – but first, i’m just going to add a pair of trainers to set me aside from the early-birders.





➝ source : stella boost II via stella mccartney

➝ source : MM6 silvery low-tops via shoescribe

➝ source : air zoom elite 7 via nike

➝ source : samoa adidas orginals via net-a-porter


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