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I had every excuse NOT to run today: I was tired. I had a lot of things to do. I just ran yesterday. The rain was coming in.
Blah, blah, blah.
But I gave myself a tough-love talk, laced up my shoes and headed out. When I left the office, the radar indicated the storm was going to swing north. But at about mile 4 of my run I realized it was not. And I got wet.
And it was fine. It never got to the point of pouring, and it was actually kind of refreshing. And when I was done I felt SO happy I hadn't listened to my excuses.
I felt great. Wet, but great. When it doubt, run it out.