Day 245

It's just coming up to 5.30am. I've been awake pretty much since 2.00am although it was too cold to get out of bed so I just snuggled into the warmth of the flannel sheets and dozed on and off. But now I'm up.

I seriously contemplated not getting up, but I have that Monday running group thingimo I "committed" to. I am due there in 20 minutes. I'm dressed and ready. Eating my apple.

It's bloody cold. Did I mention that already? It is extremely cold. My feet are refusing to come out of my Ugg boots which is going to make putting my sneakers on a bit difficult. My toes have clamped onto the wool and won't let go. A bit of separation anxiety going on there ...

Sigh. Ok. Let's get this show on the road. Gloves ... I'll need gloves. I just looked up the Bureau of Meteorology website and apparently it is -3 degrees out there. MINUS 3!! Probably shouldn't have looked that up. That's not going to encourage my toes to let go ...

Sigh. Why am I doing this? Some bullshit about being fit and fabulous at 40. Also something about "there is no success without action". I think I may have also committed to losing a few kg weight to trim up the muffin top. I can be very annoying. And so can you if the truth be known. You all out there reading this bloody dribble that comes out of my mouth, and knowing that I have committed to this running thing. You know that's what is making me do this thing today. I was laying in bed ensconced in flannel contemplating ditching the whole running group thing but then I thought "my fellow blog dogs will find out". Yes, yes, yes. I know that the commitment is mine alone and that the only person I should be accountable to is myself. I KNOW all that. Believe me I know. But encouragement is ours to share ... so ... thanks for the encouragement.

I'm out of here. I'll let you know how it goes.

An hour or so later:

All done! So pleased I did it. My feet finally forgave me for removing the Uggs. We headed out into the frost and hit the pavement for some lakeside jogging. Talked up a foggy storm with fellow runners and returned feeling fit and fabulous. My knees were a little irritated about the whole thing, but they'll survive. Great way to start the week.

Yep, thanks for the encouragement.