My plan today was to dash out for a run as soon as my meeting ended at 11:00. With another meeting at 1:00, I had plenty of time to change, run, shower, and even eat my lunch. However, I procrastinated. I wasn’t feeling it. As the clock ticked to 11:10, and then 11:15, I texted Scott:
“I don’t feel like running L”
“Maybe just go out and see how you feel”
That worked like a charm! I conquered the crankiness, the dreariness of today, and the weight of too many to-do’s at work and got myself out for a run.
|This is a re-creation; no real blades of grass were injured in the filming|
And a pretty damn good progression run too, if I say so myself:
I can recall times when I succumbed to the “don’t feel like running” feeling and regretted that decision almost immediately, but I can honestly say I’ve never regretted heading out for a run. Today was no exception.
Anyone ever regret going for a run vs. not going for a run?