Hello again,
I'm happy to see that you have returned once again to hear more about my running experiences even though quite possibly you'd rather be doing almost anything else. But hey! I rejoice in the little glories and victories remember? Well on with it!
Today my alarm went off at a cringing time of 5am. And me, being the dedicated person that I am, hit the snooze butter. Okay, okay, don't judge. The day before was a rough one and the sleep was needed. At around 5:3oam, I begin an inter-dialogue debating whether or not I "needed" to actually get up and get my 3 mile run in today. As I lay there I made up reasons and excuses and promises that I knew I wouldn't keep. You hear me on this one I'm sure. Always telling ourselves that we will do it tomorrow or that I'll workout really hard the next time to make up for it. Believe me. I've pretty much created every reason and excuse known to man in order to justify my laziness or lack of motivation. It all sounds kind of silly when we actually admit this to ourselves doesn't it? As we lay in bed or sit in front of the tv, or are just relaxing, we could already be up and moving. So today, my inner self actually won. I dragged my lazy, good for nothing butt out of bed and as I groggily brushed my teeth and got dressed, I was still considering not going! Mind you, this is when I'm already to the point of having my shoes on and my hair in a pony tail!
Eventually, I made it outdoors. Ugh... that made me regret the decision even more. But!!! Some how, by some miracle of mother earth and God Almightly, I forced my legs to move to the sound of Lady Gaga coming from my headphones. In that moment... I still felt half asleep-or half awake depending on what type of person you are. Yet, I kept going as I hoped and prayed that eventually I'd wake up a little because at the moment I felt as if the top half of my body was simply floating above my legs and somehow was able to keep up. I envision it looked something like in the movies when a rain cloud follows the main character as he or she doesn't understand why two feet away it isn't raining.
My body carried on this way for about a mile and a half. No matter how I screamed at it (in my head of course) to carry it's own weight. But eventually I think it sense that I meant business when we came to the bottom of a large hill and I said "look, body, you better do this or else." And of course it obliged because in reality I call the shots. By the end of my run I was sprinting to get back to the building I live in for the summer, and I even ended up going longer than my goal. Throughout the run there were a few hard times where I definitely wanted to just stop, curl up on the sidewalk, and sleep. But I persevered! And you know what else? I felt way better tackling the day as if I was a giant male athlete ready to bring down the opposing team. Okay, okay, I know sometimes I get dramatic and use by analogies. But who really cares? I finished my run and overall had a better day because of it. So... when it takes a little bit longer to get up in the morning, remember that you have a choice, and the excuses are no longer fooling anyone but yourself.
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