Only one thing got me through my run today.
They’re high in carbs, high in protein, satisfy my pancake craving, and are a great treat after a tough workout.
Tough being the key word. Wimpy being how I felt.
Last night I was all excited about running outside again. With temps in the 20s, it was projected to be the warmest low of the week. It was now or never.
This morning, my excitement was gone. In fact, the first thought in my head when my alarm went off was, “I can’t wait to take a nap.”
While bundling up in layers of clothes, I found myself getting hot and agitated. How could I be so crabby 5 minutes into the day?!
Fleeting thoughts of going back to bed zipped through my mind, but I was having none of it. It’s now or never, I kept telling myself.
I grabbed my phone, fired up the running app, and faced the cold.
With every mile under my belt, I was making deals with myself, coercing myself into continuing. It wasn’t that it was difficult to run, I just wasn’t feeling it.
Until I began thinking about the pancakes. I would have made them either way, but they’re way more enjoyable after a good workout.
So with that, I finished all seven miles. I’m a lot less crabby with the run out of the way and a belly full of pancakes and yogurt.
But I still plan to take that nap.