It's just not appealing to get out and exercise when all my body wants to do is watch movies, be ornery, and eat chocolate. I don't know how women survived 100 years ago. Being on the rag had such a different meaning back then. Now, it just means we have another excuse to eat the foods we really love.
Well, even though I feel yucky and I could eat myself through a candy store, I really did get out and run. Today was 2.3 miles of my own body wondering, "are we there yet?" But I survived.
To another day of running.
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