InstaFriday/Friday’s Letters

Dear Tennis Shoes,
Apparently I have forgotten how to wear you due to a “Born to Run” induced anxiety about  clunky-heeled running footwear. My form COMPLETELY changes when I wear you & not in a good way. You will only be worn at the gym.
-Kens

Dear Treadmill,
I have a love/hate relationship with you. You force me to stare at you constantly during my run watching the little fluorescent green numbers sluggishly increase. But if it weren’t for you, I would’ve skipped out on my long run (7 miles this week) due to rain. So thanks, friend.
-M

Dear Ziggy,
Thanks for trying to bathe me by licking the sweat off my legs after I run. You never fail to do it & I never fail to think it’s funny get grossed out. Also, you need to stop hogging the bed. You’re only 40 pounds, you don’t need THAT much room!
-Yo mama

Dear Jessica,
Thanks for making this delicious protein shake for me. My legs are on fire from our gym sesh. Walking to class was a chore this morning.
-Your Biff

Dear Florida,
It’s pretty cool that you allow me to lay out mid-January. Weird, but cool. If only my skin were capable of being tan..
-Freckly Resident

Dear Blog Readers,
How flippin’ cool are these boots I thrifted?!??!
-MacKensie