I Would Rather…

Today, I would have rather stayed at home and clean nasty chitlins, instead of going to the gym for my run.  (if you didn’t laugh, click here.) Of course, I don’t eat chitlins or even have any at home, but that was the least enjoyable thing in the world that I could think of; and I would have still rather done that, than to go for a run.  I just wasn’t feeling exercise today.  Much to my dismay, about 11 this morning, my little sister called and begged me to go to the gym.   I actually told her no, I wasn’t going.  Can you believe it?  Then she reminded me, “you’re training, you have to go.”  I told her “No” again, and she called back and asked again.  Ugh, how could I continusouly reject her?  I couldn’t.  I was dragging my feet, and it took me about an hour to get ready.  I griped and complained the whole way there.  She told me I was making it much worse that it really was.  I was still complaining on my way up the stairs to the indoor track once I was at the gym.  NOTHING in me wanted to run.  I had to do a lot of positive self talk.  “Carli, this is YOUR podcast, this is YOUR goal, YOUR health, and YOUR happiness, plus, you’re already here at the gym, so shut up run.”  Unfortunately, I did have to talk to myself like that.  I turned on Day 2 of Week 3, and guess what?  It wasn’t that bad.  Actually, at the end of the run, I was thinking, “that was it?”  I totally made a mountain out of a mole hill and felt pretty silly for being so dramatic all morning.  I guess the next time I’m in an anti-exercise funk, I’ll remind myself, it’s not that bad! …Faith is taking the first step, even when you don’t see the whole staircase. – MLK