Can't keep runnin' away

I have a complicated relationship with running, so even though

• Last night at the gym my body was begging me to take it running
• Today it was 50 degrees out (!)

I had to do mental battle with the gladiators in my head

• You'll never make it! You'll get tired and quit!
• You're a jerk for being able to run when your sister can hardly walk!

Boring, I know, but hey, recognizing my gladiators makes it easier to battle 'em with giant puffy Q-tips things, n'est-ce pas?

So, how did I get my butt in gear today?

• I put on my workout gear as soon as I woke up
• I told myself, "It's okay to walk. Hey, let's just go for a walk today!"
• I put my shoes and North Face on just in case on my way down to drop off my recyclables

Lo and behold, after sorting metals and paper, I found myself walking out the door of my building. Walking for a few steps. Damn it's a nice day today. And then -- a run.

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Okay, I think I have totally nailed these ASCII divider thingies.

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Jog-a-log down Grand to East River Park, down the East River, and back up Clinton. Several sets of stairs at the grandstand and a few sprinting intervals. Followed by a nice hot tub.

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