So.... in typical Karen fashion, as soon as I made the decision to switch to running instead of walking, my brain flipped gears again. All day long, knowing I had my second run coming up tonight, the only thing I could think of was "I want to go for a power walk instead". Dammit brain, smarten up! Stupid grey matter. However, as soon as I got home and peeled off my sweaty work clothes (the heat has started to return - bah!), I struggled into my running clothes and hopped on the treadmill. Ok, I actually sat on the couch for half an hour watching TV and drinking water and THEN hopped on the treadmill.
As I pumped up the speed to start my first one minute run, I kept telling myself I didn't want to do this. I still wanted to walk instead. After 15 seconds, I admit, I almost slowed down and started walking. But I didn't. With each one minute running interval, my calves and shins screamed a little less and my hips loosened up. I started to enjoy it just a little. I even upped my speed (only 0.1 mph but it makes a difference!). I finished my little 25 minute workout happy, tired, and proud for overcoming my mental obstacle.
Another little confession? If I hadn't been woken up at 2:45 by an annoying cat wanting attention, I would have gone outside to run at 5AM. We'll see how I feel tomorrow. One of these days I might actually venture outside! Shocking, yes.