What gets me up in the morning

I'm sitting here on a Sunday morning at 6:46am and dyyyying. I woke up about 45 minutes ago so I could run... and in all honesty, I'm pooped. I was lying in bed this morning and just asked why. Why in the world did I pick up running??

I picked up running because there is nothing better then the accomplishment of one more mile. I picked up running because I love how its just me - the crazy one - outside in all sorts of weather, on all sorts of paths, at weird hours of the day. I picked up running because I love the way I feel when I cross the finish line or how it gives me strength and courage to beat anything that is trying to keep me down. And I picked up running because there is something so thrilling and electrifying about it. Its really that simple.

I just finished my last gulp of water before my 13 miler. Its time to go!!!!!