|Remember when Hugh Laurie was British? (source)|
I have to admit, the idea of getting in bed and hiding under the covers did cross my mind.
Then I moved over to the track. Despite some really, really RUDE people (who apparently don't know what "Runners Only Outside Lane" means), I ran 2 miles in 19:24.
However, from about .25 mile, I considered quitting.
I was in the "Oh well, this isn't working, I quit" kind of mood.
But I had a moment. After all, it was nice and quiet without any music, so I had lots of time to think.
I realized I *can't* quit. I have to keep going. If it was easy to run, it wouldn't be worth anything. But it's the challenge- the disappointment- that makes the victories worth it.
|Yo, Adrian! (source)|