Just a short note today…
I’m proud of myself. I got home from work today feeling lazy and tired — a typical Monday. And instead of getting right out to run, I took what used to be the path of no return: I sat down on the couch and started watching TV.
I watched a little of the Ellen show, then an episode of Inkmaster (I’m not sure why I’m so hooked on this show!) and started an episode of The Voice when I decided that I ought to make the turkey tenderloin that I had planned to make (usually it’s not just training that goes by the wayside once I get sucked into the couch, it’s any type of cooking dinner as well).
And so I got the turkey ready (new recipe!) and in the oven. And then I thought, “Well, I have about 80 minutes. I should get my run in.”
And I did.
I ran. When I didn’t want to. And it was good. Gorgeous outside — nice and cool and sunny — and I’m so glad that I got out there.
Whodda thunk it?
