Hit A Wall

I saw it coming, even!

When I start anything that has to do with dedication to a workout plan, I always come to that day where "I just don't wanna!" I know I'm not the only one. And I know today won't be the only day like this I encounter. I'm glad to say that I ignored every excuse I came up with! I got ready, went out, and got it over with. 

Blogging is more fun with a picture...

Today required a lot of motivation. This entire point of blogging about it is to motivate me to get it done. I don't want to skip a post because even if no one else knew or noticed, the point is I would know. To come and post about not finding the energy or the time to fit it in? Well, that just seems like it would be embarrassing.

Okay, so here I was, given no other choice, and outside in the cold May weather. (This is Ohio, people. Mother Nature really has it out for us here. Two days ago I was ready to turn on my air conditioner! She likes to play with natures thermostat just for kicks.) I was already miserable and wanted to go back inside. I had to look for motivation around me fast.

"Will Run For Warmth"
 If anything was going to warm me up, the running/jogging (lets just call it "not pretty"), this was it. I headed towards the park next door to our apartment complex. I looked at my confetti trees along the railroad. They aren't as pretty as two days ago. I felt a small dread as I went around the track and quickly decided I needed to avoid that dread as much as possible. Clearly, this was old.

"Will Run For a Change of Scenery"
I didn't even finish a whole lap on the track. I hit the bend near the playground, and crossed the parking lot to visual freedom. I couldn't stand to look at the track anymore. So to the neighborhood across Main Street I went. I immediately realized this might be a bad thing. People were everywhere!

"Will Run For Hoping I Don't Look Weak"
My shins. My hip. Even between my shoulder blades, somehow. A lot of places were hurting, but I wasn't about to stop and pop a squat in front of that old man tinkering about in his front yard. Or in front of the house with a small family gathering taking place on their front porch. (Hello, do people not realize its only some 40°F outside!?) And I sure as heck was not stopping in front of the house where this amazing looking woman emerged from her house to get her paper. I hate beautiful people. Okay, no I don't. But she really looked like she just rolled out of bed and yet, somehow, she still looked nice.