I got horrendously anxious today. This might have had something to do with a 2 hour doctor's visit (only about 3 minutes with the doctor himself saying my ankle is now fine and I've officially graduated rehab, yay!) and a slight headache, not to mention the massive amount of cleaning that really should be done in and around my apartment and just as I was grudgingly getting around to starting to clean I looked at myself and said, "Self, you really don't want to do this." And I said, "I know, what I really want to do is run today. It's suppose to rain tomorrow, and the week will just be nicer if I run today, Saturday, then Monday and Wednesday, based on this week's work schedule. And I'm getting towards the end of my book on tape (mp3) and I want to hear the ending." To which I replied, "Okay, Self, so why don't you go run?" "Because I really SHOULD clean, and I'm suppose to be taking 2 day's break because of that twinge in my knee Tuesday night at bowling." At this I gave myself a stern look and said, "Self, don't be silly. You feel fine. You can always just stop if something hurts. You really didn't want to clean anyway. It's going to rain tomorrow. And the schedule will be so much nicer if you run today, then Saturday and Monday and Wednesday. Get off of your @$$ and go running. Perhaps on that nice cushy turf by the port." And I looked at myself, and I looked at my kitchen, and I got my running shoes out and went running.
It felt awesome. My muscles are a bit sore, but seeing how it was a tendon twinging before, I think this is okay and I'll do some more stretching today and tomorrow before running on Saturday and Monday and Wednesday :P Seeing how I've been a champion couch in the past, I think this attitude is remarkable and quite . . . nice, actually. I hope your weeks are going as nicely.
We're not gonna talk about the apartment . . .
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