I find it easier to walk in the morning before my brain wakes up. That way I can get out there before I talk myself out of it. I let me feet direct my path - and of course stay out of traffic, and that seems to work for the first five minutes at least.
Once I get going on a day like today with the fresh cool breeze and the bright sunshine I feel wonderful-and virtuous since I didn't lay like a slug in bed till it was time to run to work. That is what I would have preferred this morning. Hopefully I will get in the habit and it will become a natural part of my morning. So far though, I can do it for two months and the minute my back is turned-or I give in the least little bit, I stop all over again.
Why is that do you suppose? My little Nike ipod has happy talking heads to inspire me when I check in with Nike+ active or Nike+ and while they are a momentary help, they are really no more than a quirky anomaly and don't do much to sustain my enthusiasm. That must come from somewhere else-somewhere inside my own spirit. Like all the runners of the world, I need to want it badly enough to keep at it.
For now though, like the little fish in the movie I will "just keep walking, just keep walking."
-later
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