In the last few days I’ve started running again after taking a few weeks off with an ankle injury.

I don’t run far, and my pace is slow. But I’m getting back at it. And as much as I’d learned to enjoy running, this grind hasn’t gotten me back there yet. I don’t feel excited to get out there, and I don’t move long or hard enough to feel the results.

It’s cold this morning. Not mid-February don’t step outside or you might die cold. But -20 is cold enough to stay indoors.

Last year my cutoff was -15. Beyond that, my dislike for running went exponential.

But that was before. That was when I ran simply for the sake of my health, there was no pleasure.

Since learning that with enough comittment, running can actually be enjoyable, I want to get back to that place.

If I stay inside today because of the temperature, I’ll give myself an excuse that I can use for the next three months.

And if I’m going to get back to where I was, I can’t have any excuses.