1.) Clarification about Running: Contrary to popular belief, I have been working out. The other day when I posted about how I’d been entirely un-motivated to work out, it was but a momentary lull it what has otherwise been a fairly successful year of exercise discipline thus far. I haven’t been writing about it because, although it’s been consistent, it hasn’t been very inspiring, nor has it been remarkable. It’s just been me getting my butt out of bed at 5ish to go to the gym before work in the mornings. I’ve been running about 3 miles at least 3 times a week. Some of those weeks, I’ve even meandered past the cardio equipment to the weights. Shocking, right? So when Cassie asked me to run the 10k (6.2 miles) with her yesterday, it’s not like I was dragging my butt off my (comfortable and alluring) couch for the first time in 3 months. It was just the first time I’d run a.) more than 3 miles, and b.) outside, since Thanksgiving’s Turkey Trot. I was unsure of whether or not I was going to be able to elevate myself (mentally and physically) to double my usual running distance, but I totally did. Just wanted you all to know that I’m not some super awesome athlete that can sit around for months on end doing nothing, only to jump up and go do something really difficult. I’ve been working for it.
2.) Thought for the Evening: I haven’t cleaned my house in 2 weeks. It’s rather unlike me to have gone this long without doing any house-cleaning, but these past 2 weeks just haven’t lent themselves to a lot of free time. I’ve been wandering around the house for this whole evening trying to figure out where to start. The feeling that I have about cleaning the house is not unlike the ones I was having about working out last week. Where do you start when everything needs your attention? Alas, I’ll just have to apply the same method: Get off the couch, pick an area, get started. And with that, I’m off to the kitchen to start on the dishes.