My friends encourage me.
They push me.
They don't let me bail.
I move my body.
It works the kinks out of my bad knee.
It's something to talk about other than politics & disease.
It distracts me from my flailing & worry.
My friends don't judge my lame-o (& lame) kicks.
We look bad-ass.
They are serious so I am serious.
I get freshh air.
I get out of the office.
I get off my block.