Sometimes I have an off day

Yesterday I woke up feeling like there was no way I could rise from a warm bed and put in 3 miles. I looked outside at a puddle and was certain it was vibrating from raindrops. But I forced myself to look closer, and it was basically pretty dry. So I grumbled out the door. Not a drop of water in me. And I got about what I put in. About 1.5 miles in I dropped down to a walking pace, and slogged it all the way home. I felt lightheaded and crampy and my stomach was woozy.

Thinking of going back to my afternoon runs. Mornings are so dark and dreary, and with no time for coffee or water, I feel depleted before and after. Whereas last year at this time I was coming back from my lunchtime runs feeling refreshed, invincible even. I just have to get over the self-consciousness of coming and going with my running clothes on. I have to reprogram my brain to show on the outside how good it feels to be in my gear, working up a sweat, chasing away the demons.