So, The last several days have not been my most productive. I took saturday off – planned – as I had decided to run on friday and my legs were going to need the break.
Sunday rolled around – and it was a “lazy around the house with family” day. Then come monday morning I had planned to get up and run at 5am, but I didn’t manage to fall asleep until around 1 am (went to bed at 9pm). Monday evening I went shopping for groceries. Tuesday, I went to run in the afternoon – and EVERY single bit of running clothing I owned was dirty. Not just dirty, but sitting in a pile of dirty laundry since the previous week dirty.
In other words, I was able to find some excuse to not run Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Time to remember what is important.
I run, because I am a runner. Having realized that I have always "been a runner" - even when I went years with out running, I am learning how it has integrated itself in all aspects of my life. When I started running in highschool, my perspective on life changed. Funny that I didn't realize how much it had affected it until just recently.
Once and Future Runner 
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