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.

Ahhh…

Maybe I’ll get these: