Junk In The Trunk

Summer bodies! The goal for most packing some junk in a giant trunk. Problem is? The line at the gym is virtually nonexistent during hibernation season. You know, that time of year where you’re planted on your bed while surrounded by a trove of Recess Peanut Butter Cups, Honey Buns without Lady Linda’s cheap icing and fake smile, endless cans of Vanilla Pepsi and Oreos leaving you double-stuffed on temporary love. Temporary love that runs away right at the end of your inevitable sugar rush…

Yet, that’s exactly what exhausts us, isn’t it? That rush of joy flowing through our sugary veins coercing you to pass out, cold, waking up just a bit too late to reach the front of the line at Blink gym as it gets warmer. So much free time you’ve had! Now gone in the blink of an eye all because of a craving you gave too much attention to.

Nonetheless, I digress, as only I can watch where I take my feet to next. Because, all I can think about this very moment is, how it was Me reaching for that Ben & Jerry’s “Americone Dream” leading to my bitter sweet demise. A demise God has allowed me to rise from, gracefully…

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