Run Like Your Life Depends on it

Today was a battle to rule them all when it came time to get out of bed and go for a run. Delilah gave me tons of grief by not completing her morning potty appointment within a reasonable amount of time. Even though I woke up at 7:30 and immediately took the princess out, by the time I came back into the house it was already 8:04... this is when the struggle of whether I had time to run (or if I had the motivation or the desire to). I finally convinced myself that yes I could finish my workout with time to shower and get to my 9:30 final.

Once I got started I was so happy I went. I had woken up so grumpy, and got even more grumpy when Delilah wasn't bending to my needs of a quick potty time. I started running and those angry morning thoughts and the stubbornness regarding the physical exertion I was putting myself through slowly melted away as I listend to my AMAZING new playlist.

My dad always talks about how whenever he has a problem or an obstacle that he can't figure out, he goes for a run and the solutions just pile into his head. I never really jumped on board with that theory until I started running myself. There is something about running on a cold (27 degrees of cold) morning before you truly start the grind of your day to put all of your plans and responsibilities in order. The other advantage that I have found is that I get to have time away from facebook and texting, which I know sounds like a grown up time out... well that is actually exactly what it is. I put myself in time out, allowing myself time to reflect on yesterday and maybe solve a problem or talk myself out of getting a white mocha before my final.

So not that I am an advice guru or that anybody really reads my personal therapy session, but if you take time to put yourself in "time out" each day you are allowing yourself to be pulled away from what might seem important and give yourself time to really think about things that are happening in your life (and not your facebook life, you know, the stuff that actually matters). Take it from me, self inflicted time outs are the bee's knees and I recommend them on the highest authority as the author of this blog.

OH, I almost forgot about my fancy title for today. "Run like your life depends on it" I have decided that my life most certainly does depend on running, or any physical activity. In fact, everyone's life depends on it, because without physical activity I have learned that I am grumpy, fat, and a total couch potato.

I am adding a new piece to my little ditty here, a question. So here it goes and you are welcome to post your answer or simply just contemplate your response on your own.

Q: What does your life depend on?