I Can't Wanna...

I almost didn't make it to the gym today.  I didn't want to deal with the 9 degree temperatures and getting my little people in and out of the car several times.  I didn't want to deal with wearing boots and changing shoes just to get in a little run.  I needed some motivation, so I called in reinforcements.  Actually, I texted reinforcements {Is "texted" a word?  What is the past tense form of text?  Firefox is yelling at me in red, squiggly underlines but I'm going to ignore it.}

I told my BFF all the way down in Alabama that I didn't want to go, and I gave her my very valid reasons for not wanting to go, and then I told her to tell me to go.  She replied, "You need to go.  You won't regret it once you've completed it.  You will feel on top of the world for completing it.  Don't you want to feel like that today?"  And I replied, "I do.  I really do."

So, I went.  I bundled up both my kids, wasted a huge amount of gas warming the car up, put on my awesome snow boots, grabbed my tennies, and hit the gym. 

And the reason Angela is my BFF is because she is always right.  I started Week 3, Day 1 of my training and had to run for 3 minute intervals {the longest I've run since high school}.  I got off that treadmill and felt like I conquered the world. 

My reward today for running/walking another 2 miles?  Coffee.  I ran for coffee today.  Oh, and homemade oil popped popcorn -- just like my Dad used to make.  {I couldn't stop "picking", which eventually added up to the full 4 points for 3 cups, I'm sure}.

Man, it was totally worth braving the cold.  Thank God for BFFs who encourage us.