"But my bed is so comfortable!"

So this morning I had a little fight with myself. I finally got a really good night's sleep and I just didn't want to get up and go for a run. In fact, I stayed in bed for twenty minutes arguing with myself. Part of me wanted to just stay in bed and sleep. And the other part of me wanted to run.

What finally did it was that I reminded myself that my race is next week and I really want to do well. It's my first race of this length, 5 miles. So I finally got up and went running and if felt great! I added in a bit of intervals at the beginning on this one road that has trees every twenty feet. I would sprint to a tree and then jog to the next, and the sprint and so on and so on. If felt good. Running makes me feel strong and powerful and I let my thoughts just wonder.

The last mile and a half of the run is tough for me. My legs want me to stop but I keep pushing. Saying..no you've done this before you can do it again. I actually saw a whole bunch of joggers out at 5:45am and it made me feel good about myself. Feel like I am in on some secret. The world is still asleep and silent, but I am sneaking a first peak of it.

In preparation for race day I really sprint the last half mile of my run. And boy are my legs feeling it. I am at work trying to walk around like my butt doesn't hurt with every step. hahaha But you know what? I love it! I love the feeling of sore muscles. Knowing that they are sore because you got in an intense workout.

So I am happy that I ended up going for a run today instead of staying in bed. I am also really happy with myself and how strong I have been with eating clean. Yesterday there was a lunch meeting that occured at the last minute. I had no idea it was yesterday or that I had to go. I ended up ordering grilled salmon and a salad with vinigarette on it. So tasty! And when they brought out a tray of truffles that had every kind of truffle imaginable I politely declined. It's so invigorating for me to say no. I plan on doing it more often when it comes to food. I started feeling bad for saying no. As if I am hurting the chef's feelings...especially if the chef is a friend or family member. But no more. I am not going to worry about that and worry about my health.

So far, this has been a very good week for me and I am looking forward to many more!