Damn, I love you, but this is crazy

"Why was your smile different today? Did you know it would make me weak in the knees? It did. Damn you -No me mereces." That's what the conversation sounds like in my head. Must have been all that John Legend I was listening to this afternoon. It prompts thoughts like those above; ok, that's enough of that.

I went running twice last week! Wednesday I ran almost 2 miles. Almost is the key word, I ran 1.9 mi. I can't seem to get past the 1.5 mile run. I've been on five runs since Valentine's day, all under 2 miles. What is up with THAT? I can't get over this hump and do 2+ miles. My legs can handle it, it's the damn cold air that keeps me from running a longer distance. I can't blame it all on the winter weather. I've psyched myself out. When I'm out for a run and I hit the 1.5 mile mark I think, "Ok, 1.5 miles, that's enough for today." I've created a running block in my head. Enough whining. By the way, on Wednesday's run I counted 11 other runners out and about. 11!

Thursday's run was worse; all I could muster was 1.3 miles. Aarggh.

stats: Wed, 1.9 mi.; Thur. 1.3 mi.