30 days until 5k

Stayed up later than I should have last night to watch the new Rick and Morty at 11pm. But still managed to peel myself out of bed at 5:30am. Had a bit less dread than yesterday.

But stepping onto the treadmill, I felt preemptively exhausted. Even beyond the looming physical suffering is the boredom. I don't want to do anything so monotonous for fifteen minutes.

But I started. Started with Could Have Been Me by The Struts, then Holy Grail (feat. Justin Timberlake) by JAY-Z, then Kashmir by Led Zeppelin, though a couple minutes in I skipped to Knights of Cydonia by Muse.

Same experience as always. No easier or less unpleasant. One-and-a-half minutes in I'm thinking I might just do seven minutes and tell myself at least I got up and came to the gym, that's what it's all about. Or just do ten and say it's a rest day, or maybe do twenty minutes, but with walking integrated.

Then I hit ten minutes and figure I can do eleven, and by then I know I'll push through to fifteen. But will I go longer? By thirteen I know I am definitely not going longer. And the last minute is agony.

I rewarded myself by not doing any other exercise. After I'd gotten my wind back I walked home (after swinging by the corner store for a new can opener). Weighed in at 176.2lbs, 1.5lbs more than before I started running, but as I always say, the numbers are negligible and weight loss is easy if that's my goal. But it isn't; I just want to make sure I have enough in the tank for the morning run and ultimately the 5k. I imagine weight loss will be a natural consequence, but it doesn't matter.