May 31st 2020
Today I completed four straight weeks of running five kilometres every day. There was a brief stretch of leg pain a few days ago where I wasn’t sure I was going to make it, but I seem to have powered through that and am safely on the other side.
They say it takes 21 days to make a habit, and I’m past that now and beginning to see what they mean. Whoever they are. Every day I wake up and figure out when I’ll go for my run. And on every single one of the last 28 days that I’ve figured out that I’ll go between 12pm and 1pm, because that’s what I do.
I’m at the point now where I can’t imagine not going — no matter what knd of mood I’m in. I could run because I’m happy. I could run because I’m sad. I could run because I’m hungry. Whatever it is, I’ll run. I’ll plan my day around my run. I’ll plan my showers around my run. I can’t yet think of a reason why I’d wake up and not want to run. And that’s great.
Of course, it’s helped that the weather has been fantastic for like two months, and I’ve yet to face the ‘it’s raining’ challenge, so we’ll see how that goes. But for now, I was out today, I was out yesterday, and I’ll be out tomorrow.
Until tomorrow, please don’t rain.