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On Tuesday, I skipped my early run because I did back squats and deadlifts on Monday and my legs were extremely sore. As in, wince-every-time-I-have-to-sit-down-or-stand-up-sore. Fun stuff. That lasted until Thursday morning. I went ahead and called Tuesday a rest day. Wednesday came and I knew I had to get a run in. I had every intention of waking up early, but tossed and turned the night before and decided it was best (for everyone) that I try and sleep. After dropping off C-man at camp, it was past 10am. Upon arriving at the gym, I headed upstairs to the dreadmills. I put my headphones in and started running. Pretty soon I was at 1 mile. Then mile 2 finally showed up on the screen. I wanted to stop. I didn't. I kept running and talked myself into running 3 miles at least. I honestly wish I could run on the treadmill. I trained for my first half marathon on a treadmill. You think I am slow now? I was really slow then, so it took me longer.  This morning as the alarm went off at 4:30am, I first listened for rain because the forecast said there was a 60% chance of rain. Then I texted my friend to see if we were still on. No rain on her side of town. The run was still on. Getting out of bed is the hardest part, next is getting out the door. 
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I have found that I just don't like running if it doesn't happen first thing in the morning. If I'm not up before the sun running, chances are, I won't run. I really struggle with the dreadmill. The past week I am struggling even more with early wake-up calls.