Yesterday, I said, "Tomorrow morning I will be up at 6:30 AM, pounding on that treadmill. And I'll post about it, to prove it. I swear. I really do."
So, here's the picture...
It was amazing how much it changed my attitude. I feel so good about myself and about the possibilities in life. And I only ran for about fifteen minutes. I only ran a mile.
It seems that running is a lot like writing. It's kind of hard to do, and therefore it's something that I try to avoid, but when I actually do it, I feel so good and have so much fun, it makes me wonder why I don't do it all the time.
I couldn't get a good picture from running in the basement. I guess there's a good reason that I always ran outside when I was making my progress toward 500 miles video. The indoor treadmill stuff would have really sucked.
It may have been fun to run, but I took so much time off, that my lungs were already burning within the fifteen short minutes that I ran. What a dumb thing to do that was, taking time off. My shin splints better not come back, that's all I have to say.
I'm gonna have to do some kind of writing goal here soon too. Especially after reading some strong words from Dean Wesley Smith recently that made me feel like I better quit the whining and start the doing.
It's kind of nice to have a positive attitude. Hopefully, I can hang onto that.