I Ran Today (9)

I ran a lot yesterday. I ran the most I’ve ran since I started running again. I ran an amount of time and a distance I didn’t think I could do anymore. But I ran again today and I’m much more proud of that. Yesterday was somewhat easy, at least when it comes to will power. I had been working all day. I’d been mentally preparing for my first “long run” on the Nike running program. I knew all day I was going to go out and kick that run’s ass. So I had adrenaline going for me up until the last minute of the 35 minute run.

Today, I had none of that. I worked for about an hour and a half in the morning. I went home, ate breakfast and took a nap on my giant beanbag with my dog. Then I did one more delivery to reach my goal for the week and came home to watch football and take another nap. Yep, two naps on a Saturday. Real I’m motivated shit, right? The games I was watching went right up until a pro wrestling pay-per-view I wanted to watch.

I could have easily said, “I have too many things I want to do today and I did my long run yesterday so there’s no need to go again today”. I’m proud of myself for not doing that. I went for 7 minutes that were more painful than any part of the 35 minutes I did last night. They were painful because I didn’t want to do them. I was in relaxed (aka lazy) Saturday mode. I knew my day would consist of football, pro wrestling, and beer. But I still pushed myself out…