A beautiful day should, by itself, be more than enough motivation for me to go out and run. I've been doing this awhile now. I enjoy it enough to keep doing it. But actually getting out the door has always been a problem for me. I know I should run. I know I have to run to prepare for my upcoming races. I JUST DON'T WANT TOO!!!!!
Right now, I'm having the debate I always have:
Devil: You're not meeting anyone to run. It's not like you're letting anyone down.
Angel: It's good for you, and, if you really want company, the Pacer's Running Group is at 7pm!
Devil: That group always runs faster than you. You're the little pig that got left behind.
Angel: That's not true. Someone always stays with you --
Devil: Yeah, you ruin another person's run!
Angel: You give someone else an excuse to run slowly.
Devil: There's ice cream in the freezer! Yummy, chocolaty ice cream.
Angel: All the more reason to run!
Devil: Hasn't your ankle been hurting?
You get the picture. So will I run? I guess we'll all find out in about 30 minutes.
I have this experience all of the time! I was off from work on Monday, having returned on a red eye from San Francisco, and my inner demon and inner angel were shouting at each other all day. I finally did do a 10.8 mile walk, but it took me a long time to get out the door!!
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