It's bad enough that half the time I have to talk myself into the daily run and getting my butt out the door, only to find that my body rejects the idea of a run even more than me. Luckily, after a mile or two of burps, farts, gas pains, dead legs and a racing heart-beat, the body finally grooves into the idea and smooths out like a fine tuned Indy car, vroom! At this point my attitude does a 180 and the magic of the daily run is on. Gheesh, you would think we could skip the drama and get right into the sweet spot, but I guess this will never happen.
 
The run is always worth it,
 
Randy Step: an admitted obsessed runner who often starts downbeat but always finishes rockin'!

PS: I love runs that make us smile, join me on the Red Carpet for 5K Summer night party in the "D". redcarpetrun.com