I had absolutely no motivation to get out and run this morning. Which is strange because the weather was lovely, I have been feeling great physically, and I slept in until almost 8am. That's a trifecta of perfect running, no hot weather, no aches or pains, and no ridiculously early wake-up call. So what the hell was wrong with me?
Honestly, and I hate to admit it, but I think sleeping in might actually have been the problem. By the time I got up and dressed, it would be 9am (yes, it takes me an hour to get ready for a run, don't judge me). And if I ran 15 miles, it would be noon before I got home. There were all these things I had planned to do and very few of them would get done if I spent the entire morning running. But I sucked it up and got my butt out the door.
I ended up cutting my run short, to get home to do all those things I had planned, of which, I managed to do none. At least I made it to the grocery store and made my lunch for tomorrow. Success!
Miles logged: 11.9
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