Confessions

I'm in a small room with the camera pointed directly at my face.

I haven't run since last Saturday. First, I was sore. Then, I got busy. It's Thursday. This is the second day in a row I planned to go for a run and blamed the weather for not going.

I feel shame.

That must mean I really want to go for a run. Which will happen on Saturday. Which is going to be hard because it's been a week since my last run.

Oh! Only 3 miles! And I have an excuse to walk (haven't run in a week/rain)! for up to 5 whole minutes.

I'm golden.

(For those of you just tuning in, this is how I cope with not running for a week. Actually contemplating joining a gym to run on treadmill. If you've known me for more then a year, you know this is crazy talk. Good crazy, but f*&#ing insane, nonetheless).

PS Sorry for the swearing, Mom.

PPS But kinda not.