As always though, life gets in the way and takes over. You figure out that you have a lot better things to do than stare at the pretty trees while you torture your body. The monotony has driven me to become slightly disenchanted. And that's where this running journal and the internet comes in. C'mon people, share your stories. Tell me I'm not the only idiotic one doing this. Why do you guys run?
p.s. Getting Jessica Alba's body may not be my primary motivation, but it'd be a nice side effect.