Having options can be dangerous.
We all value the freedom of choice, to be sure. Do I want Coke or Pepsi? Will I be a doctor or a lawyer? Should I stay or should I go? It's nice to believe that you've got some control over the road that lies in front of you.
But sometimes, say at around 6:00 in the morning, having choices can be detrimental, unless you're programmed to make the right one. I'm not. Yet.
So for this month of May, I've decided that I don't have a choice. I must run, every day. Done. It's decided. No question.
Now for today, this wasn't hard for me. I worked from 10 - 3, and then had nothing planned for the rest of the night, which meant that I got to run when I got home. Sure, it was 80 degrees outside, but I burned through three miles with a new best-in-a-while time. It's tomorrow, and then next week, when it starts getting more interesting.
See, tomorrow night, I've got things to do, and starting next Wednesday I go back to the world of 8:00am start times. Not gonna lie, that'll be a little rough. But, rough or not, I don't have a choice. This month is May. Not maybe.
See what I did there?