When someone writes a first post on a blog it should grab the reader, suck them into the vortex of blogland and invite them to immediately want to come back day after day to read again.
I want to run and I want to tell the story. It sounds like a good time all around.
First things First. THIS is what I bought today!!!!! I know, I know. It’s not black. It’s pink. I will just have to deal with it. So I own a pink Garmin Forerunner 10. Gah. My life sucks. I’m going to use it tomorrow after I get off work. My window for running each day is very small but I really want to try it out.
I went right out and bought a giant calendar and a handful of super colorful markers to mark all the training and races because I’m very visual and I like things written down and organized right in front of me.
I had MT (youngest boy…cutest errand runner) hang my calendar right behind my treadmill so I could see it easily and have handy access. Unfortunately, it’s like six feet tall now and I’m 5’2”. So… this was a giant fail. I can’t even read what my training is. My stretching for the day consisted of reaching across the wall to see what the workout was supposed to be. I think I’ll have to regroup. Maybe put it somewhere else that will encourage and inspire me. Or remind me to get off my ass.
In all seriousness, there are many days when my running is put aside and put aside and put aside and all that is left is ten or eleven o’clock at night. This is when my motivation is needed the most. Those days are really hard. I’m tired, my bed is calling me and it’s so easy to say I’ll run in the morning, a mere few hours away. I need to suck it up and do it anyway. And 75% of the days I will. I do not have awesome willpower. 25% of the days I’ll go to bed. And I’ll eat that gluten filled delicious cupcake on the way. I would like one right now.