First, you read the paper cover to cover.
Then you decide to take down the Christmas tree (it's fake, don't worry).
Then you need to vacuum.
Oh, might as well reorganize the furniture.
By this time it was close to 1:00 p.m. I still had the headache that I'd been fighting all week and that sent me home from work early on Friday.
But it was still early on Saturday, and I knew I didn't want to spend the day lollygagging around the house since that would only make me feel fatter and then, depressed.
There was only one thing to do: call in the marines. So I did. I placed a long-distance call to my erstwhile coach and commenced with the whining.
After listening to a long list of complaints, Bex offered this simple, time-tested, yet wiley, advice: get your running kit on, get out the door, and just run ONE mile. See how you feel after ONE mile.
See, I need someone telling me what to do. I'm almost 51 (feb. 7, 1957, mark your calenders), and I STILL NEED SOMEONE to tell me what to do!
Off I went.
One mile down. I hate this. Just go slow, don't look at the damn watch. Bex said you can turn around after one mile! Eh, might as well run a second mile. Surely you can run two freakin' miles! My foot hurts. It's too hot. Too many damn people on the trail. OK, two miles in the can. You JUST ran a 5k PR on New Years...don't even think of telling me you're DONE at two miles! Get to three, there's a water fountain. Three miles in the can, now just make it to four and you can walk as a treat. Of course if you throw in some speedwork, you'll be done faster! It's getting dark out. I hate running. Coming up on four, you only have two to go. You can run two miles standing on your head. Pretend you are somewhere else. Oh, I know: listen to your book! Try to enjoy this time to read! Remember how much you LIKE READING? Right. One mile to go. You can slow way down if you want, as a reward.
Like that. For an hour or so. (Be glad I'm not into podcasting.)
The answer, as I already know, is to just get dressed, lie to yourself (you know you're not going to quit after one mile), and get moving.
As an added benefit: My headache disappeared.