Today was one of those days that running sucked.
I didn't really want to go.
I was running later than normal. Which meant...
I was very hungry.
It was hot.
It was HUMID.
It was a hilly route.
I just really did not want to go, but I did.
And it DID suck while I was running, but I did give myself a break. I didn't worry (too much) about my pace. I walked up hills when I wanted to. And I told myself again and again and again, "It is just good that I am out running."
AND afterwards, in a nice cool shower, I was glad I did.
