I've always maintained that I don't really like running that much. I do it because I feel like I have to do something. And I've made it this far, I figure I should just continue. I can't give up now. But having said that, it's not something that I really enjoy all that much.
It's official. There is something that I guess I dislike more than running.
Work.
I could have stayed at work for an extra 4 hours tonight and spent time with some great co-workers. But instead, I chose to come home and run 4 miles at 9pm on the treadmill in my cold, dark basement.
Now maybe that doesn't seem all that strange to you. But it's a bit of a realization for me. Although, I suppose, there are two ways to look at it. Either I just don't hate running as much as I think I do, or I really don't love my job.
Since I'm trying to keep a positive outlook on life, I'll just tell myself that running has moved up from the bottom of my "favorite activities" list. Here's to another 3 tomorrow!
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