Here are all the reasons I almost didn’t go for my run this morning:
- I did a brand new Jillian Micheals DVD yesterday and my hamstrings are killing me.
- Eli slept like crap last night so I’m exhausted.
- I might have a sinus infection. I have no medical evidence for this, it’s probably just me being a hypochondriac.
- I haven’t run more than 3 miles at a time since Wine & Dine on December 1.
- Each of those 3 mile runs were painful slogs.
- It was cool and drizzly and looked all dreary out.
- I can’t find my compression socks.
- I can’t find one complete pair of running socks.
- I really need to work on my blog.
- I really need to work on finalizing my Tink travel plans.
- I really need do do some meal planning.
- My house is a mess.
- I’ve got some Dr. Who to catch up on.
- Um, I really just didn’t want to.
But instead, I put on my old compression sleeves and a two different running socks, my black linen sparkle tech and my W&D meetup shirt and got out there. It wasn’t easy and it wasn’t pretty, but my goal was to finish 6-8 miles and I was thrilled to be able to get 8 done.
It’s really easy to listen to all those reasons why you shouldn’t get out the door to run, to find a new job, to go back to school, to join a club or start a new business. And yes, if you stay behind closed doors, on the couch you’ll be pretty safe from mishaps and discomfort and pain for the moment. But you also miss out the excitement and beauty in the world. You miss out on learning what you can do if you push through the fear and inertia and discomfort and pain.
I don’t always succeed, but at least for today I was able to drown out those voices that tried to tell me to stay home by yelling out my reasons for getting out there.