Some hopes are dashed fast. My get-it-in-quick intention doesn't work very well when you have no idea what to expect. (See: aforementioned forecast ignorance.) I was all dressed and ready to go when I received a phone call from Aaron telling me, in case I didn't already know ... which I didn't ... that it was raining. MAN! While the news was a drag, it sure is nice that Aaron is equally invested in my running adventures just in different ways than I! That call was quintessential Pit Crew love. Excellent.
Elly, however, was not feeling the love. She was eagerly waiting on me to take her out when I told her those words she hates: "Not today, Elly."
"Aw, MAN!" My sentiments exactly. |
Fortunately, as we're still going through the Netflix The Good Wife discs, we are plenty back-logged on the ol' dvr. So, there was plenty to pick from to entertain myself for just two miles. I don't need much inspiration to do two; I just need to get them done! No excuses. No whining. Just shut up and do it.
Have I ever mentioned that running seems to be more about the mental game than the physical ability? Crazy how that works.
With a quick on and a quick off, the miles were finished, and I was on with my day. And, how ironic that when the Facebook-check time of my day rolled around that this is what was posted on the I Love To Run page:
... Um, not 'til someone else is buying my shoes and/or taking care of my feet that I'll tear up by running in wet shoes and socks. Just sayin'. |
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