A couple of days ago, my coworker, knowing that I have my afternoons off, asked what I was going to do that afternoon. She also probably already knew the answer as well.
“Probably go for a run,” was my response.
“Really? It looks so cold and dreary outside.”
She knows that I run, and it shouldn’t be a surprise to her that my response would include a run in my spare time. But her questioning my commitment to running in what looked like less than ideal conditions was making me rethink going for a run. I had run seven miles the day before, and that day was exactly like today. Truthfully, I was already committed to running regardless of whether the sun was shining or not.
I got home, and as usual, I walked the dog around the neighborhood. I was feeling chilled, and was now thinking about maybe just going for a walk instead. Once back from the dog walk, I went upstairs and immediately changed into running gear. Sometimes you just have to commit to something, and this was one of those times.
I overdressed for the run – no surprise there – based on being cold on the walk with the dog, but since I was going at a slow pace, I was comfortable and not sweating too much. By the time I got home, I was glad that I had made the effort to go for a run. Most runs end with me patting myself on the back for following through on completing a run, especially when I really didn’t want to do it. I’ve always said that the hardest step of any run is that first one. I’m glad I took that step today. The run was really enjoyable. I’ll probably go for a run again tomorrow.