I have no motivation to run. None. I was awake at 6 this morning. It's not humid out. Really an ideal day to get moving and yet I delayed and procrastinated so I wouldn't have to go. I know I should go. I know I should want to go. I know that I'll feel better after I go, but I just don't feel like it.
I think I became disheartened again last week when two clearly out of shape, overweight women ran past without struggling or breathing heavy or anything. And then there's me at the side of the trail gasping like a landed fish. I know it shouldn't matter, but it does.
Enough. I'm going to punish my lack of motivation by cleaning the house. If that doesn't convince me I need to get out, I don't know what will.
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