I went for my 5k this morning. I was looking forward to it.
But then my iPod wasn’t charged.
And as I started down the road, it was cold.
I turned back after a block. But then I turned ’round again and kept going. (Neighbors probably think I’m loopy.)
Then I felt a little nauseated. (Something seems to be going around the preschool.) But I kept going (I wasn’t on my death bed or anything, don’t worry — just queasy).
I kept going. Too much thinking today. Wish I had the iPod to drown things out.
But I did it. Felt good. No excuses. If I hadn’t gone, I think I would have been just tempted to pull the covers over my head and wait for the day to pass.