02 August 2008

The Road To Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions

I had every ambition of running a 5k race this morning.

However.

When I decided to run, I did not realize how exhausted I would feel after driving many, many hours yesterday on the return trip from Cleveland. Or how tired I would be after a week on vacation with my children and my sister and her two daughters (I love them all to distraction and, honestly, my sister is one of my best friends. This vacation was easy peasy, but just plain tiring). And I didn't realize my husband would still be working 7 days a week.

So I did not run the 5k this morning.

I'm feeling a little guilty about it.

2 comments:

Looseyfur said...

I've done that twice!

One was a late work night on a Friday night that completely dismantled my 5k run -- and it was the Race for the Cure. Luckily my only pledges were from myself.

The second was -- shocker-- the Race for the Cure in Decatur. I woke up with a migraine and said, "Screw that!"

So, um, I don't think Susan G. Komen and I are made for each other. I've stuck to the Mutt Strut and walks. Apparently if I walk instead of run, I'm fine.

McBloggy said...

Yes, but if you choose not to run down said road then how can you possibly make it to hell?