I've been meaning to start this for about two years, and this morning I woke up and I finally did it! I left the house wearing an old t shirt, baggy joggers and a pair of trainers I bought six years ago but never wore. Granted, it took me three attempts to leave the house, but I did it - and I ran (kinda). It wasn't fast and it probably wasn't running (more of a very slow tortoise jog) but my word do i feel better for just getting up off my butt and doing it.
Is it weird that I can hardly wait for the next run? Probably should buy some better fitting jogging bottoms!