I sometimes, well, OK, most times, totally dread actually starting to run. I am trying to patiently wait until the day when I look forward to the run. I am not there yet. I am supposed to run a fairly long training run tomorrow and I’m already dreading it. Not because I think I can’t do it. I can. I don’t know what it is….I think I don’t like the feeling of being out of breath, feeling like I can’t possibly put one foot in front of the other even one more time…all that. Once I get past about mile 2, I am almost always feeling better, so I am trying to focus more on that. But those first 2 don’t make it easy to get out there. These aren’t exactly the most positive thoughts, but they’re the thoughts I’m having. Maybe getting them out there will make them dissipate quicker.