The Wood Stork Excuse

So I’ve signed-up, paid for and reserved the room for the Disney Wine and Dine Half marathon in November.  I’ve committed everything but my body.  I’m currently in the process of blaming the heat.  We recently had tropical storm Isaac blow through here and it’s left a ton water and humidity behind.  Soon the mosquitoes will descent upon us.  This morning I kept trying to get the running cadence going but it just kept stopping and starting like a sputtering lawn mower.  There are Wood Storks everywhere feeding on all the fish jumping around due to the canals being pumped to make room for more draining water.  I see them all the time but today my body felt compelled to stop, rest and admire the storks.  The storks are also just an excuse.  I suffered this morning and felt I just didn’t have a productive run.  With a race in a couple of months, a poor run is more deflating.  Here is what I have decided. 
1.  I got up and ran in 89 degree heat.  That’s worth something. 
 2.  I’m going to stop lamenting poor runs and be thankful that I can get out the door and run.  
3.  I will get up and do it just a little better tomorrow. 
 4.  I will finish 13.1 miles without stopping on November 10^th.
 

Resolve is a powerful thing.   

For tonight, I resolve to have a dinner out with my husband without asking for a kid’s menu.  I will order a margarita.  Tonight we are eating alone.  And tomorrow I’ll eek out some more miles. 

Behold, the captivating (excuse) Wood Stork.