A Swift Kick To The Rear

After yesterday’s rest day, I had no excuse not to be working out today. I woke up early to try and beat the heat, but instead was greeted with 75 degree temps and 100 percent humidity. Definitely not ok before 7 am. I started talking myself out of it. I got a cup of tea, and decided that maybe I would just read a few blogs first. Twenty minutes later, and the run was looking as likely as me winning Boston. 

Cue the inspiration. I read a post on Running For Trevor, and by the time I was done commenting I was ready to head out the door. Go check out the post if you haven’t yet, it’s called “No Excuses.” Here was my comment:

It was the kick in the butt I desperately needed. I told myself to just get outside, run one mile, and then go from there. Was it the perfect run? No. I covered 6 miles, but at least one mile was walking. The humidity meant I was instantly wet, and my legs were covered in nasty bugs by the end.

The humidity make my Garmin start beeping out of control so I did my new trick to get it to shut up--take it off my wrist and strap it onto my waterbottle. Genius. 

It's a lesson I've learned a thousand times, but I keep forgetting. When I run, I feel good. No excuses! You might regret a missed workout but no one ever regrets a run they took. 

Plus, I got to refuel with this bad boy and it was all worth it. Greek yogurt/homemade granola/peach/strawberry parfait. 

How do you talk yourself into a run?

It's all about getting out the door. Once I start, everything is fine. I bargain in my head--10 minutes--1 mile, that's all. Of course, I rarely stop at 1 mile!

Do you get inspiration from other blogs?

Oh yes. It's amazing how much reading about someone's race recap can make me want to get my butt out the door. And I'm always inspired by people's recipes and food too!