I had a workout this morning that I was not looking forward to. It was 2 x 15′ at half-marathon pace. In theory, if you can run almost an hour-and-a-half at a certain speed, you really ought to be able to do it for 15 minutes, twice, with a break in between. But, that is just not how that shit works for me.
I’ve also been feeling pretty awful since the whole flu/passing out thing. All of which means I was not crazy excited about this workout.
Here are some things I did to delay running:
- Eat breakfast (I never eat breakfast before a run)
- Figure that since I ate breakfast, I really ought to give it time to digest
- Answer emails
- Take the car to the shop
- Read shit on the internets
- Decide the cat looked like he wanted to go outside and should probably be taken for a walk [Side note: Our cat goes for walks. Floyd even has a leash and everything. So, I didn’t just make that up to avoid running. FYI.]
- Decide my Garmin really needed to be charged more. I wouldn’t want it to die while I was running.
- Since I was waiting for my Garmin to charge, I should probably check some things off my to-do list.
- Check things off the to-do list
- Make copies of announcements that really should be posted on the bulletin board
- Print and mail a form that I said I’d do this past weekend
- Send some more emails
Eventually, I went for my run. And, I nailed the workout. Only almost two hours after I originally intended to go.
You are turning the word shit into an art form. And I love that shit.
You did all that in two hours? Wow. I tend to delay the run, especially on the weekends, but that usually results in unnecessary tv watching.
Oh yeah, I can get a lot done when I feel like it.
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