I sit in my recliner trying to think of of ways to motivate myself to go for a walk. You would think that stopping at the Cupcakery (it’s a cupcake store) and buying a red velvet with cream cheese frosting would do it. Surprisingly, nope, that is not motivating me at all to hit the pavement. I kind of felt like a criminal getting into my car with my purchase and looking for a parking spot that was a bit hidden so I could secretly enjoy my “sweet treat.” I found a big tree and pulled into a parking space below it.
Why did I feel so bad, am I a bad person, my heart was beating so fast. I looked around to make sure no one could see me was as I tore off the cover holding my, my, my sweet treat, I guess I’d have to call it.
Do you remember that scene in Shawshank Redemption when Red was sitting in the field under the big tree and opening up the box that Andy left him? He heard a noise and looked over his shoulder. He knew he was doing something that others might not think is right? Today as I peeled back the paper on my cup cake, I was Red.
But damn, that cupcake was GOOD!