I Did Not Want to Run Today - by Gary Davis

It's not a decision, it is a bunch of coordinated choices. I did NOT want to run today. First I go eat pasta at lunch with CREAM SAUCE. The conversation is good and the food is amazing, but as I come home on the belt-line I notice I am only going 50 and on the side of the road.

I will nap.

But you were going to run this afternoon,

But I am so tired and I am only running a 5k. I have been so good, I deserve it, I will not eat the pasta again, just let me nap this time and I will be good.

Choice, I take the exit towards the gym.

But that exit also takes me to my house.

Choice, I go straight at Kildaire.

But I could just ride by, and I am PRETTY SURE I WILL.

Choice, I turn in.

I sit in the parking lot and listen to Hunter Thompson, in the worst throes of a pasta coma. As he describes his drug induced escapade, I drift in and out of consciousness.

I wake up, it has been 10 minutes since I parked, and I have been passed out, I should just go home.

Choice, I get my gear and go in the gym.

I am only playing though, I intend to go in and just do a steam, then go home.

Choice, I climb the stairs to the treadmills.

If I just run a mile, I can SAY I ran three times, no one knows I was supposed to run 3.1

Choice, at 1 mile, I keep running.

At 1.6, 2, 2.3, and 2.8 I have to choose to keep going.

Now I am back and I could say I chose to run today, but that would only be a tenth of the story.

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