It’s 9:05pm and I don’t want to run.

Today is Tuesday, right? Uh huh…
And Tuesdays are reserved for running? Yes…
Did you already run today? No…



This morning I set my alarm for 5:30am (oh yes, I do weird things like that) so I could get up early and be productive! My definition of productive during that time of day is either publishing a post on this site or going for a run. I did NEITHER and simply went back to sleep. I woke up at 7:30am and got mad at myself for not staying awake and being “productive”.

I told myself, “What’s the worst that can happen? I’ll just run after work.”

Now here I am, sitting on my sofa, still in my work clothes with a belly full of leftover pasta. I just finished eating a bowl of penne and meat sauce about half an hour ago so I have to wait until it digests before I can even think about running.

Just a few minutes ago I told myself, “Meh. I don’t need to run today. I can wake up early tomorrow and push my training schedule forward one day.” But the running devil himself told me to run (aka my running buddy).

Here’s what I received just now…

The beginning of the SMS was cut off but it started with Andrew saying:

“Go run!! I’m going to when I get home”
“Was too lazy this morning.”

And then it continues with me finding excuses to NOT RUN.


I could give MORE excuses of why I shouldn’t run RIGHT NOW like how it’s currently pouring rain outside (surprise, surprise, Raincouver) and how it’s way too late for a girl to leave her house at this time (it’s not that late – it’s only half past 9).

And how it’s super warm and cozy and relaxing inside my house. mmmMm…

BUT THOSE ARE JUST DUMB EXCUSES and it’s finally time for me to suck it up, change into my gym strip, and go for this stupid run. Yeah, I called it stupid – I don’t love every run.

For now, wish me luck! I’ll let you know how it goes after.