Thank you, fellow Fitblrs. I did NOT want to go to the gym for my 4 miles. But I stopped home after work to change, looked at my dashboard and then realized I HAD to go, even though I wanted to do absolutely anything but run.

And I did want to do anything else. It was not the worst run ever, I’ve had plenty of those, but it was not good. Not fun. It felt incredibly forced. But I did it, and it’s over, and I’m glad that it’s done and I don’t have to do it tomorrow before (or worse, after, kickboxing).