When I’m planning to run and it’s a cloudy day with a chance of showers, I don’t want to run. What if it started sprinkling? I might get damp. It’s a great excuse not to go.
When I have no intention of running and the weather is horrific (windy, pouring rain, etc), I think about how my shoes will be squishing in the puddles and how I’ll probably get nasty blisters, and how I’ll be all cold and wet and that it’s cold enough that my hair will probably freeze… and I just want to get out there and go. I think about how hardcore I would be and how I could brag about my hardcoreness in a blog post, and it makes me want to go for a run.
How does this make any sense at all? Does anyone else get this kind of motivation?
For more of my brilliant wisdom, check out: