Failure to Start
I have to admit that I couldn’t muster the intestinal fortitude to get my butt out to do my scheduled 16mi run this morning. The temps were low at -24deg(f) and I cleverly told myself that it would be smart to get to the grocery store early to beat the Thanksgiving crowd. A convincing persuasion that was easy to go along with.
I secretly hoped the temp would rise in the afternoon but it never really did. Tomorrow is another day and the forecast is supposed to be a little warmer.
It turns out that getting to the store early was a good idea, but no more wussing out on the run.