Still I struggle to force myself out to run in the morning. One side says "I don't wanna", the other side says "It won't take long, just get it out of the way". I know I'm going to run this morning, but that still doesn't stop the dialogue of the lazy little child who doesn't want to do it. Little Brat.
The older (almost 50), more intelligent and mature me won. Mile #45 completed, on a foggy Wednesday morning.