Kicking and Screaming...

Once in a while, I have to drag myself kicking and screaming to get out there and run.  This morning was one of those mornings.

Original plan was to run tonight with a friend, but due to scheduling issues, that's getting rescheduled.  Since it's still going to be warm tonight, I decided late last night to set the alarm and get my run in early.  Alarm went off, and I had absolutely no desire to get up.  After a few minutes, I realized that this is what I chose to do and I was not going to give it up.

Should have been out the door by 6:30 a.m., but it was almost 7:00 by the time I got out.  I still had this little thought in my mind that maybe I should just relax, have my coffee in the garden and get to work.

But I fought that desire and stuck to my plan.  This is what I wanted.  This is the choice I made.  Stick to it.  Don't give in to temptation (wish I could do that with ice cream).

Finally got out, put the music on, and started.  My legs felt like lead for the first few miles, but then I eased into a nice pace and finished what I set out to do.

And I feel good knowing that I stuck to my plan and accomplished my goal this morning.  

Do you have those days when you battle with yourself to get out there and get it done?  What are your secrets to fighting those demons and motivating yourself?