Yesterday morning was miserably cold and rainy. Running outside seemed like a remote possiblilty as I burrowed deeper under the blankets and started to picture myself staying in and watching movies all day. I have a guilt complex about running though which is why I run first thing in the morning before I'm actually awake so I don't realize what I'm doing until mile 2 and by then I'm psyched. I don't question my process, it's mystical. If I don't run or workout in the early morning I think about it all day: when will I get a run in? should I do it on my lunch hour? what about after work? should I just take the day off? no, I can't take today off, Friday is my off day and it's not Friday, etc, etc. So on mornings when it's terrible, like yesterday, I am overjoyed by the fact that we have a junior olympic size pool in the basement of our building as well as an ellipitcal and two treadmills. All I have to do is take a short elevator ride and Voilà!, I'm instantly in a mini gym. Happily today the basement ameneties will not be required as it is clear, cool and sunny - perfect for a run along the riverwalk.