I guess I need to find my Ipod.
I’m considering getting back into running. Its cold. Shoveling two 8 inch snow storms, back to back, left me winded and sore and bitching about how much I hate winter and snow and cold and questioning why on earth we live in Maine. It was the first two snow storms of the winter, we still have a lot of winter to come.
The answer to why we live here is that it’s one of the safest states to live in and raise kids. Stupid safety. Stupid never having to lock the doors. Stupid good parenting of ungrateful kids who are sucky shovelers, by the way. Stupid snow. Stupid pain. Aleve is the best thing ever.
I can’t change winter, snow, or my current lack of income to hire some idiot to come plow us out every time a flake falls from the sky. So, I guess I need to figure out how to not feel like a 70 year old when I’m required to engage in intense physical exertion while wearing 40 pounds of winter clothing.
Now, here is my excuse list about why I’m not running.
The basement is cold.
I have shitty songs on my ipod.
I don’t have any idea where my ipod even is.
I don’t want to.
Ok, well that’s not entirely true. I do want to. I like running. I like clearing my head, feeling like I accomplished something, sleeping better is nice too. However, I am totally incapable of making time for running. I have no idea how to make time for myself. Its not that I don’t have the support at home to allow me to do it. I just can’t seem to make it a priority. And if I do manage to do it for a week, I never manage to stick with it. So then I think, well why start? I know I’m not going to do it for very long. There is no point in starting if I’m just going to give up?
Ok, re-reading that last paragraph, I want to slap myself across the face and tell myself to quit bitching about it already!
I need to get my ass moving and stop making excuses. I’d like to not have to re-buy all my summer clothes a size bigger than last year.
Goal 1: Run at least 2 times per week, at least one mile each time.
Goal 2: Stick with it for at least one month.
Sounds do-able, right? I guess we’ll find out!
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