When I was a kid, I enjoyed pulling my teeth. I would find myself trying to get a tooth to wiggle, just so I could get it out.
I feel like I need that wiggle in my health journey. When I start to plan, my brain very quickly gives up. Which part of my brain is at fault; is it my logical side saying there isn't a point, or is it my emotional brain telling me to chill? Perhaps it is both. I feel the wiggle between the two, back and forth. Tossing the pros and cons back and forth at each other as they loop through the same nonsense I have struggled with for the past 20 years.
You have been here before. What is different?
You deserve to relax.
You are going to die.
You were happier when you ran.
You are probably going to be okay.
You are more likely to die in a car wreck.
You will feel better about yourself.
You will have more energy.
Perhaps, I am ready to start.
I will.