Ok, ok, that's enough third person for now.
I took off from running Tuesday and yesterday because I just didn't feel all the way better, but planned to go for a run this morning. I woke up, feeling mostly better, but all I could think of were reasons not to run.
- "It's REALLY cold out."
- "Maybe I don't feel all the way better."
- "Bed is so comfy."
- "Aww...I don't want to get up and disturb the kitten."
- "I stayed up too late last night."
- "I'm too hungry to run."
Later in the day, I did drag myself out for a run, and it was a pretty good bounce-back from Monday's debacle-run. Still, my lack of motivation and enthusiasm was enough for me to ask myself, "Do I actually enjoy this?"
I'm not sure of the answer to that question, but I think it's worth milking into a future post.
Date: December 9, 2010
Distance: 10.13 miles
Time: 1 hour, 38 minutes, 39 seconds
Location: York Haven to Goldsboro (and back, thankfully)
Cats Spotted: None :-(
Dogs chased by: Again, it's only a matter of time before one of the local pit bull jumps over his/her fence. But that day was not today.