It’s Not Me, It’s You

I noticed today that during my early-morning run, I didn’t think as much about how much I hate running. This is a worrying sign that I might be inching toward becoming A Runner. The possibility rolled around my thoughts as I ran, and after a very short while it became clear that I do still hate running, but that I hate it less intensely. I’m not sure that counts as progress in any direction.

This morning it was about 4°, relatively calm, roads clear, 10:36. For the past couple of weeks, I have run every other day, or more often. Make of that what you will.

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