This morning I ran. Before work. Yes, I did it.
My alarm was set for 6:00, I woke up at 5:30. You better believe I stayed in bed awhile before getting up.
The conversation in bed went something like this:
Me: I don't want to get up.
Me: I don't feel like running.
Me: I don't want to go outside, I don't care how beautiful it is.
Me: Running is too hard first thing in the morning.
Me: I could run in the treadmill. The treadmill has movies.
Me: I will run on the treadmill.
Me: I'm now getting up to run on the treadmill.
And so I did it. And I actually really liked it. Sometimes the treadmill is where it's at.
3.5 miles, 10:38 pace