Here I go, again
Hanging my 5K runner’s bibs tags on my closet wall was supposed to make me feel proud and motivate me…
… so why haven’t I run one since April 19th?
Of course, as soon as I started working, I stopped running. I wake up at 5:15 am each weekday, and REFUSE to wake up earlier than that to run! And when I get home around 7:30 pm or later, and still have to eat dinner, I don’t feel like running on a full stomach or getting my heart rate back up right before I go to bed.
But lately, with everyone talking about losing weight and staring to exercise again, I am starting to feel motivated. More importantly than that, I am missing how much I enjoy running and how good it makes me feel.
I want to go for it again. I am just afraid of not sticking with it. Again. I’m afraid of failure.