Mile 13 - done.

I'm going to be honest. This blog is coming to you after a few glasses of wine and a long bus ride home. Let it be known that yes, I did complete the mile for the day. I hated it. I have never not wanted to do something so badly in my whole life. That's not true. There are other things in my life I didn't want to do. The "things" in question escape me. But I'm sure they had to do with eating something foul, making something that wouldn't last, and hurting someones heart.

Today was not that bad. It started early. I actually woke up before 9 am. Came home to Cash eating an entire tupperware full of brownies. Spent 2 and a half hours in a Vet's office. Then came back home desperately wanting to take a nap. 25 minutes and two snooze buttons later I woke up to a big. UGH! I got up, put my running clothes on and made it happen. I hated every second. Went around the block. Old faithful. Mile 5 and 11. I think this route will be my go to when I'm just not feeling ambitious. The positive part of all this is that I'm starting to sort out running as a daily task, like brushing my teeth. Goal is to make it stick.

This is as good as it gets. Vets office.