“Thirty minutes!
That’s all I have to do. Just
thirty minutes!”
I kept repeating the words to myself like a motivational
mantra designed to get me into my running shoes and on the treadmill. So far it wasn’t working. I was sitting at the kitchen table, chip bag
open in front of me, playing solitaire on my tablet. The day had started with a boom of thunder
followed by a torrential downpour.
Not one to brave the elements I changed my plans from
outside to inside convinced I would get my workout in, not taking into account
my capricious nature.
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