Day 2 and I’m up at 5:55am without an alarm. It’s really dark out. I convince myself it’s too dark to run on my own. I go into the tv room and watch the local news. It’s seasonal warm out. I have to go for my planned run. I can’t give up on day 2, can I? What if I skip the morning but make time to run later? Lot’s of nonsense running through my head. It’s 6:30am now. I tell myself that I have to be out the door by 7:00am. It will be light out by then. At 6:50am, I get up and dressed, by 7:00am I’m out the door.
I am rewarded for sticking to my goal. It’s a Federal Holiday. I completely forgot because I’m a car dealer and car dealerships are open no matter what. How am I rewarded? There are absolutely no cars on the road! The beginning of my run is on a busy West Hartford road. On any given day, 30 cars will pass me on my 1/2 mile stretch on this road. Today, only two passed me. It was so peaceful. I found myself smiling. Yes, smiling while I was running. That is rare for me.
The end of my three mile-ish run is on a big hill. I’ve never run up the hill before. I always convince myself that the hill is part of my cool down. Today, I am going to run up the hill. Half way, three quarters of the day, almost there. I met my goal.
Tomorrow is another day.