Ths French call it deja vu, but in America, we always go with the Bill Murray reference.
I had one such moment this morning. And to be honest, I have it pretty much every morning, except Monday and Fridays.
The alarm went off way too early, and I did not feel like going for a run.
I just wanted to crawl back under the covers and sleep for another hour or so. Give my sore legs an opportunity to rest.
Alas, I did what I always do…got out of bed and begrudgingly went for a run.
It’s not like I really had any other choice. I am a master negotiator, and can always talk myself into doing things I detest. How do you think I make it to work every morning?
Today was no different. I told myself I’d just walk. Something is better than nothing, and a half hour walk definitely beat the lack of a workout I’d get by staying in bed.
Next I convinced myself to run just an easy mile on my regular route. That would allow me to get in a couple of hills, really start the heart racing, perhaps even work up a sweat.
The negotiations continued like this until I had run my usual route, and returned to The House on the Hill a sweaty mess.
A sweaty, but accomplished mess.
Just like always happens. Because even though I don’t like how the story starts, I’m a big fan of the ending. I simply need to trick myself into getting there.
Pro Tip for the beginning runner: Run first thing in the morning. You’re not awake enough to think clearly, put up much resistance to the idea of running, or even remember much of the run.
But you will be wide awake by the end, which is definitely important, because you can feel like a bad ass for ignoring that groundhog and still getting those miles under your belt.
After my run, I tweeted out this to the world…
That’s what runners do!
I’m disappointed that tweet didn’t get more likes, but there’s only so much I can control in this crazy world.
I’m sure I’ll have to deal with the very same obstacles tomorrow morning, but something tells me that I’ll be my usual sweaty mess about an hour after I finally crawl out of bed.
I’m not always a fan of running, but I’m a fan of how great I feel after a run. Even if I have to trick myself to do it. Whatever it takes, Modern Philosophers.
In the end, I just bite the bullet and put in the miles.
Because that’s what runners do…