"I'll run tomorrow", has often been a great excuse I have used more than just a few times. I promise I'll run tomorrow, if I can stay in bed a little while longer, I have a hang over, I'll run tomorrow, I don't feel so well - I'll run tomorrow, my body aches today - I'll run tomorrow. Tomorrow comes, and I make up some other excuse, then after a few tomorrows - a week has passed.
Even today I tried to negotiate with my tuff harder than nails coach, when he tried to cajole me out of bed, when he mercilessly bugged me as I was nursing a semi-hangover from drinking one glass of wine to many the night before. "I'll run tomorrow!!" I promised to him...
Eventually with deep sighs, I trudged over to my running gear, same items of clothing I have been wearing since I have taken up "running" in early June of this year (2014). I have two pairs of stripped leggings, pink and blue, two long sleeve technical running shirts, 3 pairs of socks. I don't wear these all at once, but at least I know this is the outfit I wear, it makes it easier to decide if I don't have that many choices to help me belay the excuse of "I'll run tomorrow". I pulled on my legging's - deep sigh. I wretched on my two sports bra's - even deeper sigh with some contortions involved, I wear two sport's bra's because I am on the bustier side, and I like the security of knowing the girls will stay in place while I bounce about the world in the morning. Next my shirt, by then I am resigned to the fact that I will take up my running regime in a few minutes time. I don't waste many moments getting ready, if I do, I know I will change my mind. I have a deep fear of commitment, ask my husband - he gave me less than 5 months to get ready for our wedding, he call's it smoke and mirrors, he says he kept me distracted by wedding plans so I wouldn't have time to change my mind. I thought a wedding date a year or two away would be fine with me, apparently he got his way, and still married after 7 years. I can commit after all it seems.
As soon as I get to the door, put on my socks, get my shoes on, tie them, untie, re-tie and then un-tie and re-tie them a few more times to get them just right, I am ready to open the door.
My hand reaches the handle, its not to late to back out now, I can always "run tomorrow", I open the door, stick my foot outside, look down to my iphone, stick my other foot out the door, stand at the edge of the stairs, look for my running app, put my earphones in, turn my running music play list on, hit start on my running app, walk down the stairs, turn left at the end of my drive way - off I go. Warm up walk for 5 minutes, run, cool down walk for 5 minutes.
Most of my runs start off this way, telling myself I will "run tomorrow". Often times I do, sometimes I don't. What I have realized in my quest to "become a runner", is that I am always glad I didn't wait for tomorrow to run.
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