I'm a little sick. Not enough to stay home from work, but enough to feel crappy all day. This morning I didn't want to get up and run. I was battling myself.
I would say, "Hey, if you were still in the army, you'd be running today."
Then I'd reply to myself, "Yeah, but I was 19 then."
I did get up and run, and took my time! That's pretty cool. I ran about two miles, which a week ago would've been a tough thing. But today, I just took my time. I ran at a slow pace, wasn't tired, and finished the run strong. It felt really good.
Unfortunately, I'm still sick. But hey, the longer I continue to correct bad habits, the easier it'll be to keep them corrected.