Nodding off

It took me about seven hours to get out on my run today.  I got up, intending to shower, eat breakfast and head out.  I managed the first two…

… and then fell asleep on the sofa.  When I woke up, it was lunchtime, so I revised my plan.  I’d eat lunch and *then* head out.  I ate lunch, watched a little athletics…

… and then fell asleep on the sofa again.  When I surfaced, it was mid afternoon, and my oomph had deserted me.  I sat on the bed and considered my options.  I could ditch the run (very tempting), run laps of the local park, cycle to Richmond Park and run there, or drive to some other bit of trail and run something a little more exciting.  No choice seemed obvious, so I lay down on the bed to think some more…

… and promptly dozed off again.  By the time I woke up, options three and four were off the table – there simply wasn’t enough time for anything other than ditching or staying local.  I consulted Twitter, looking for inspiration, and found it in the form of @shellmoby saying that she had an 8 mile run but no motivation.

“I’ll go if you go.”

“Right.  I’m having a coffee, then going.  Deal?”

That was the nudge I needed… and seven surprisingly enjoyable laps later I was home, writing “Done” on my training plan and feeling smug.

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