I’m running three miles tomorrow without having run for months.
I’ve been doing the sedentary anxiety wallow that involves lots of Youtube watching and other non-activities. (By the way, everyone should watch Jackson Galaxy the cat whisperer- I’ve learned a lot.)
Learning how to treat animals and worrying about my training program has produced the idea of being my own pet.
If I owned a dog, I’d be obligated to walk it once or twice a day. It’d be my responsibility to feed and water it, to walk it, to give it structure. I think that’s why people like dogs so much.
I’d have to treat a dog better than I’ve been treating myself lately.
Every day (almost) I’m going to get up and run 3 miles. Then 4. Then 5. Then I’ll have longer runs. Eventually, I’ll need a few hours just for running.
If I was my own pet, I’d have to stick to a training program. I’d need a schedule and a structure. I’ve been afraid that I wouldn’t stick to a plan in the past because there always seem to be so many other things to do, like nothing.
If I am my own pet, I will have an outside motivation to stick to a schedule and take care of myself.