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To run or not to run, that is to sleep in.


This morning, I did not wake up to run. Well, I did wake up but only to turn my alarm clock off.

Then, I went back to bed.  

A lot of runners like it when it gets cold. I am not one of them. I prefer to run in moderate temperatures not ones that make me feel like my lungs are burning and my skin is screaming. Yes, sadly enough, this temperature is usually around 50◦F depending on the wind shield.  Although, I will make myself do it from time to time to prepare for any type of race day. Today was not a day I was particularly inclined to do so.

The good news is that the weather will be moderately warm for me to run in later. I will be able to run a smooth pace in the sun.  This makes me happy.

Like most runners, I carve my day out around my run. A lot of people (non runners) wonder why we do this.  What do we get out of it? Why is it almost an obsession for us?

While I can’t answer for all runners, I believe I can answer for most. I do believe it is our” ME”ditation time and our continuous improvement time. After all, running is far more mental than physical. When you dedicate yourself to the run, then you are dedicating yourself to improving your mind as well as your body.  Some days you are in your zone, other days you start and end with a lot of effort; both ways you started and you finished some distance with some level of effort.  And that is what conditions you not just for running but for life. Dedicated running is rewarding and that is what makes it worthwhile for us to adjust our schedules for or as others may see it, addicting.

I am looking outside and it is turning out to be a bright sunny day.

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