This run was a mental challenge for me. I dreaded it. I knew it would be a set-back. I put it off an extra two days, which added to a lack of momentum. It isn't even that I completed it (plus a little extra) that makes me so proud. I am so proud that I got up out of my comfy recliner and made the attempt. That part was the true struggle. I did two things to get myself out of the house;
1. I wrote my reasons down for wanting to complete this program. I was honest with myself and many are vain and shallow, but I listed everything.
2. I watched some motivational videos and listened to some Les Brown. I know it seems like such a dramatic thing to have to do just to go for a jog, but I couldn't get my head to the right space without some help. (This one was especially helpful-- youtu.be/WYP9AGtLvRg) It got me out of the house and now I want a pair of Nike's.
I should know by now that it's the same thing every week; first fear, then dread, then some procrastination, then shock, then the elation. It's hard every week, but some part of me really loves it. And that's exactly why I know I won't quit, because it's been tough and I'm not willing to lose the effort and the progress that I've made.
Also, thank you for the support and wisdom I've received in this forum!