After unintentionally taking a few days off from running, we got back on track (pun definitely intended) last night.
And I'm not gonna lie... it sucked.
I was working really hard to find my strong but still couldn't quite finish the three-minute running sections of the workout, even though I had been able to the last time I ran. It was an important reminder that, for me, consistency is important. Because when I take a few (or five) days off and remember how blissful laziness feels, I have absolutely no desire to put on my running shoes again. And the longer I go between workouts, the higher the chance that I'll just give up completely. Again.
But thankfully I made myself put my shoes on and take the first step out the door last night. And, believe me, it definitely sucked. But I finished. And I feel certain that it'll suck at least a tiny bit less tomorrow, and that is what's keeping me going.
If there's anyone else feeling defeated or tired or ashamed for having given up yet again, remember that every day is a new day. Every morning brings a new opportunity for us to find our strong. And when we can't find it, we can always rely upon His. :)