The ugly truth

I looked at my training log today. Since the BAA Half, I've gone running twice. Three times if you count the catastrophe that was my afternoon run today. Here's the business end of it - if you don't keep your body in shape, it will hate you when you try to do things you did when you were actually in shape. I think it was cutting me slack when Robin and I went running the other evening. First time running in central park, with a friend, auditions were all stressful, I think perhaps my body was just distracted and enthusiastic enough to let me do five miles with minimal issues. But today it was just NOT going to happen. Yesterday was a really shit day with the late bus and the train and the dropped half sandwich and no umbrella, but after I sleep normally tonight and get up tomorrow and go to the gym, it's back on the horse. November will be a stressful month anyway, I need to do everything in my power to make sure I'm in top form. The right dress, the right shoes, and the right rep are simply not enough. I need to be physically, mentally, and emotionally in the game.

And this is the part where I solicit help/encouragement/harassment from the general reading public.

If I run, I will blog it. If I don't run or work out or take Sam for a four-mile walk and I don't have a really good reason (i.e. I was on an airplane all day) I want you to get on me about it. Tell me to get up off my shit. You know I'd do the same for you :)