I DID IT. I got my butt out of bed at 5:20, fed the dogs, laced up my shoes and went out for 3-ish miles.
I finally got to wear my reflective vest! You know, because wearing one while running inside might make you feel cool, but not more visible than you already are.
I set out, at first nervous, then I felt good, then my legs sucked, then the heat was getting to me (It wasn’t actually hot, I just told myself it was) and then my evil thoughts crept in. I need to learn to banish those. I slowed quickly. Most likely because I have been running, yet again, on the treadmill, and not breathing right, and being lazy, and tired.
I found this…
It was SO cool. I stopped to inspect (and of course take this picture) and then thought about what kind of crossfit workout that would be to carry this beast home while finishing my run. Before I threw on my gloves, pounded my chest, and activated beast mode, I took a whiff of air through my nose.
Death. It smelled like actual death. It also, upon further and closer inspection, had a mysterious stain. All of these reasons are most likely why it is on the curb for trash pick up. But I wanted to make sure.
I resigned to only have a slightly parkour run, so I jumped on and off some curbs and hurdled some sprinklers to make myself feel better.
It was not the best run, it was def. not my fastest or most comfortable. But, it was mine, and it was done prior to work and that, my friends, enemies, lovers, and family is all that matters.
The face of accomplishment
Nothing spectacular planned for today, but work, and then a doctors appointment. I plan on going home and sitting on my ass, because hey, I earned it this morning. I just really hope in all my exhaustion that when I do get home I don’t immediately lace up and try to run again.
HAH. Who am I kidding. I’m not going to forget that this is done. PLEASE.