Motivated

Dear Motivated-

Ran a 5k at Miller Park today.  I beat my last 5k by a minute and I have to say, I was pretty stoked.  I don't know what it is about running. It's close to torture the entire race, but when you cross the finish line, the feeling is indescribable.  Pretty much, the juice is worth the squeeze and it's why I keep doing it.  I feel like a good run clears my head, makes me feel closest to God.  I greatly prefer running outside and I despise treadmills; it defeats the purpose.  Being outside, with nature and without headphones on a sunny, 75 degree day.  It doesn't get much better than that.

After my race, I had every intention of cleaning my place, but to stay conducive to my procrastinating lifestyle, I put it off and only got two loads of laundry done and took out the trash. After the laundry, I figured maybe I wasn't motivated because I only had 1 cup up coffee today as opposed to my usual 3-4.  I decided to make a gas station run for a red bull.  After two sips I thought, why not head over to my parents for a visit? It lead to a 6 hour visit and great wine and conversation into the night with my mom. I never got around to cleaning (mind you, I had wash still in the machine).

Side note: A dillemma that I've found myself in is that I am starting to feel the effects of Spring allergies.  Allergy medication gives me insomnia and makes it difficult for me to breathe. Trying to decide which is worse, the symptoms or the "solution" to the symptoms.  My allergies are annoying, thinking about giving it another whirl with the meds and hoping for the best this time around.

Mr. Peepers is insistant on cuddling. Gotta run.

The Lovable,
Rebecca