This morning it was below freezing when I woke up, and the wind chill was in the 20s. I'm fully aware that a majority of this country has similar (or worse) conditions for at least a couple months of the year in the early morning hours. And I'm fully aware that a majority of runners get out there and get it done.
But I'm just feeling like a wimp lately.
I've mentioned that since my race in Berlin, I've lost motivation and gained weight.
The result of that is that this morning I decided I'd just do today's workout (Yassos) on the treadmill after work.
What was I thinking?
The dreadmill? And Yassos?
Because if I couldn't make my least favorite workout any more miserable, I just did. Fun stuff. Something tells me I'll be super-productive at work today, attempting to stay very busy until it's "just too late" to go run on the treadmill.
Reason # 481 why I hate evening workouts. Too easy to make excuses.
Have I mentioned that Houston is not going to be a pretty marathon for me? It might even be ugly on the scale of San Antonio, though hopefully not with temps at 89...