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Ted called me about 2 minutes after he’d left the apartment for work on Monday morning. He told me there was a beautiful big black and red rooster on the corner lawn of the cemetery, right near our apartment complex

And because I adore animals, including roosters, to a shameful degree I actually left the apartment, still clad in my pajamas, and literally jogged over to the rooster hangout in question that very instant. My goal: capture myself a pet rooster! I happen to think a rooster would be a brilliant addition to our blue cray.

Rooster, sadly, had other plans and was MIA by the time I arrived.

But that, right there, was exercise people! I HATE running. HATE running. I am so bad at it! Hence why I dance. Hence why I teach acting and chase around small children. Any other way to get my exercise in, other than running, is basically my ideal.

But I did it! I was fueled by motivation.

Perhaps if someone dangled animals from a string or a leash in front of me, I’d run more often.

Just a thought.