This morning I woke up determined to go for a run.
I lay in bed for 30 minutes just thinking about how determined I was to go for a run.
Then I got up and meandered over to the kitchen and ate a banana and drank some Gatorade, further proofs of my decision to go for a run.
An hour later, after checking my Facebook and my Yahoo, I was in my Sauconys and tying my key to my short strings. A run was only a minute away...
I opened the door, and behold: it was raining.
So now I'm writing a blog while I wait for the tea kettle.
C'est la vie.
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