On August 5th, it was a very warm day. After the heat, I decided to jog in the evening. When evening rolled around - it began to storm. Although I typically love to run in the rain, this was the thundering, windy, lightening type of storm that seems to be part of August this year. I opted to put in the quick 3 miles on the treadmill. Those miles were quick....
You know what I'm talking about. It's that point when things start to go wrong. Problems come in threes. The car needs new tires, new brakes and the transmission needs to be flushed...all at the same time. It happens in running too. Your knees start to hurt, you're thirsty and you just want to quit.
Everything is relative. Remember when you bought your first car and every car payment seemed like a mortgage payment. Then you started paying rent and that car payment didn't seem so bad. Then you started paying on your first mortgage and that old rent payment seemed small in comparison. It's all relative.
Ugh!!! Flexibility is not in my vocabulary. I wish it were. In no way, shape, or form, am I flexible. Some people seem to just go with the flow. I admire them. They can change plans, change gears and change their minds like most people change their underwear. For me, don't be late, don't change the location of the meeting place and don't change my workout plans.
