Confession: I have been TOTALLY unmotivated to run. I don’t know why. I see runners and I wish I were them. I think fondly of running and how it makes me feel. I know I SHOULD run. The reality is, however, that I am struggling to make my self get up and run. I could make excuses but none of them are worth the time it would take to make them.
I feel like I’m at the edge of a precipice. I’m at a crossroads. I’m at a fork in the road. Whatever the metaphor, this situation is not good. I gotta s*#t or get off the pot. I have got to make a decision. The longer it takes to get back in to the swing of things, the harder I’m making it for myself.
I want to run a marathon on October 21 and at this rate, I will NOT be in condition to do it.
Do I really want to keep running? I’m pretty sure I do. Maybe the question is: Am I willing to do what it takes? So far, the answer is ‘no’. I don’t know why. I wish I did.
I can’t think of anything to do but bribe myself. Is it bribery when it’s all internal? Who knows, but here goes: If I do all of my runs for the rest of this week and next, I’ll buy myself a new pair of shoes. That’s just five runs. I can do that…
Maybe I’ll call it an incentive. My problem is that I can’t seem to get started and keep going for longer than a run or two. This should help. I’ve been intending to pick up a new pair of casual, every day shoes but now… I am going to ‘earn’ them. Has it really come to this?
Why, yes. Yes, it has.
Maybe I’ll get these: