Inviting

One look out the window was bound to do it. From the forth-floor window, the view of the hill was such a beautiful and inviting site. Longingly and daily, I have been watching it change from brown to a rich green color. It is our perfect little hill to start off, or end, a run with a little extra oomph. *sigh*

Yes, the hill was calling to me. It was inviting me to tackle the short climb, and head out into the bay lands for some fresh air. The day looked glorious outside, sunny with a nice breeze blowing the trees ever so slightly.

I thought better of it however, and spun on the spin cycle. Enjoyable? Not. It was torturous sitting there, watching the runners hit the hill on a lovely day for running, and hearing the people jogging on the ‘mill behind me. I was strong. I didn’t give in to my urge to run again. Even though myPod abandoned me (claiming she was exhausted – AGAIN), Garmina was there by my side for moral support. She even watched the clock for me, and she made me stay put for 30 minutes.