I'm up. I'm dressed. My stuff is packed. I'm ready. I've got to run. Wait a minute....GOT to run? Really? Must I? Who's making me? No one, really. Of course, the friends who are waiting for me just might come get me if I don't show up. My family might push me out the door in a few days when I'm grouchy and tired after a few days of not running, but who is really MAKING me run? No one.
I GET to run. I choose to get up early and head out the door. I do it because I can and I realize there are some who would like to, but can't. Because of that, I will not complain. I will enjoy the ability to get out there and run as much as I can.
No more time - it's time to meet those friends and run. ;-)
