The problem with this morning’s run was not that I didn’t want to do it. Oh no. Quite the opposite to tell the truth. The problem was…
My Running Expectations Were Too High
I woke up this morning sure I was going to run a marathon. Never mind that I hadn’t been running in several months. Forget that I’d never ran more than, oh, say, six miles. Forget that I’ve never been the fastest, most agile runner. Forget it.
It was a new morning. I was a new runner. I mean, c’mon, I have a website now. That’s dedication.
And then I ran.
And ran. And jogged. And then I collapsed on the ground like that poor narcoleptic YouTube dog. It was a sad sight, my friends. A sad sight.
But it doesn’t matter. The point is that I did it, right? I wish I could tell you how far I went, how fast (or slow) I was going, but I don’t know.
I didn’t keep track. Which is probably a good thing for, you know, my self-esteem. But the point is not this.
The point is that the 1st lap may be tough.
But the second can only get easier, right?
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I hope that second lap gets easier!
I hope you don’t mind a new reader.
Not only a new reader, but the only reader so far! The second lap was not much easier, but I’m looking forward to tomorrow.
That second lap never is easier.
I saw you joined this month with the Complete Running Blog Network, so I thought I’d say hello and wish you good luck as you start out on your morning running. I’ve tried, but I’m pretty much an afternoon runner.
Thanks for the well wishes, trailrunningfool! I used to be an afternoon runner, but I’ve found if I can wake myself up with a run first thing in the morning then I’m happy and energized for the rest of the day.
But we’ll see how it goes. Who knows. Perhaps this will turn into myafternoonrun.com instead of mymorningrun.com
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