before i embarked upon this Mission, i was firmly anti-working out, and i used every reason i could come up with in order to not have to work up a sweat. it’s too cold, i’d say. it’s too hot. i’m too tired. the tennis court’s too full. gossip girl is on. my mom’s going to call and i’m going to miss it and she’s going to be pissed. i don’t like gyms. people will laugh at me.
that’s the problem with getting yourself off the couch and running your first 5k — there are no more excuses. you’ve already done it before, so how can you not do it now? what’s stopping you?
sometimes i catch myself trying to make excuses. sometimes i catch myself losing my drive. and then i sort of have to check myself and be all, listen self. you better shape up, because do you really want all this pain and sweat of the past couple of months to go to waste?
no. i don’t. i really, really don’t.
which is why, in order to give myself another goal, i’m running another 5k this sunday, almost a month exactly after my first. and this time it isn’t about setting myself a time or competing against anyone — it’s about knowing that first time wasn’t a fluke, and it’s about proving to myself that this is something i can do over and over and over again.
i’ll keep you posted.