Workout

You may recall that showering every day was my last holdout in the Battle Against the Frump. Lately, though, I haven't been able to get my shit together enough to shower when I wake up. It's just been that kind of month. (But I do shower later in the day. Usually.)

This morning I didn't shower before going into town to run errands. I was very self-conscious about being in public with my sweats, dirty ponytail, and slick, unwashed face. But then a thought occurred to me: For all anyone knows, I just left the YMCA after a good, healthy workout. I carried myself differently after realizing that. I pulled my shoulders back and walked tall, strong. I almost convinced myself that I actually had just left the YMCA. As if.