(Except this time.)
So thus ends the 2005 Cancer and Heart Disease False Alarm Tour. And everyone loves things that come with a happy ending.
But there's more! Today was the first stunningly gorgeous day of spring. And since my 4:15 doctor appointment actually started on time, I was home by 5:30—which gave me plenty of time and plenty of light and plenty of gorgeous weather to do my first training run for the marathon.
Now, I've been very good about blowing off my cardio over the last few months—hell, since the marathon last October—so I didn't expect to get very far tonight. But I surprised myself by whipping out five miles without much trouble at all. In fact, the endorphin rush started almost immediately, which made tonight's run quite enjoyable.
In the last mile, though, the age-old Epic Battle did start up again in my head: It Huuuuuuurts vs. The Pride Of Accomplishment. As usual, Accomplishment won out, thanks in part to its ever-helpful sidekick, The Sooner I Get Home, The Sooner I Can Enjoy A Delicous, Ice-Cold Gatorade.
And now I'm in the middle of Epic Battle Episode II: My Butt Stinks vs. I'm Too Tired To Take A Shower.
Pray for rain.