to run.

getting started is the hardest part.

putting on my tennis shoes, i groan.
i really just don't want to go.
it's rainy.
it's windy.
i should just take a break.
just wait until tomorrow.
then some tiny piece of me overcomes my quitter tendencies and kicks my butt out the door. and i'm off.

that first mile, i want to give up.
just quit.
my shins hurt.
i'm breathing heavy already.
i think i'm cramping up.
just quit.

but now i know getting started is the hardest part.
and i know once i get past that first mile, i'm going to be just fine.
i'm not going to die.
i'm actually going to feel more alive than i have all day.

and when i'm finished, sweat pouring down my neck and breathing hard and wobbling legs, i love it.

and i tuck that piece, the sweat and smile, back into my brain and save it for the next rainy day.

"do a little more each day than you think you can do."