I often get the question, as I'm sure many of you do, of whether I love running. And I answer, "Yes, I do love running." And other times I get the question, "Do you always love running?" To which I answer, "Um, no."
When don't I love running? 5:30 in the morning after a short night's sleep. Actually, 5:30 in the morning even if I've slept for 12 hours. There's just something unholy about that time of day. But I hit the roads because that's the only time I can do it and still get to the office.
But every morning is a struggle. I debate with myself when I'm lying in bed. It goes something like this.
Bad Angel (BA): I could go back to sleep right now and sleep for another hour.
Good Angel (GA): But if you do that, you'll feel guilty all day.
BA: But I really want to sleep. And I would definitely go running tonight.
GA: But you won't feel like running when you get home. The alarm went off. Get up and get dressed. You'll feel better afterward.
BA: Fine, but make sure you're not happy about it and growl as you walk out the door.
And that's how the conversation in my head typically goes at 5:30 AM.
Do I always love running? Not at 5:30 AM I don't.