Today.

This morning, Future Husband got up at the crack of dawn, got dressed, kissed me goodbye, and left for work.  Last night I made a proclamation that I would run before I did absolutely anything else today. At 7am his car pulled out of the parking lot and my brain began to work against me for the next 30 minutes. 

"He'll never know if you actually got up when he left." 

-Very true, but I'm a terrible liar-

"Just wait until 9. You're on vacation!"

-Good point... I've got nothing else to do today!-

"It's probably too hot already."

-Ugh. Is it autumn yet?-

"Why are you even bothering? You've tried this a thousand times and it hasn't changed anything!"

-I'm going to be fat forever.-

At 7:30am, I promptly told that Negative Nancy to GTFO, grabbed my running shoes, and headed out the door! You guys! I ran before 8am! It wasn't fast. It wasn't far. But you know what? It was faster and farther than what I did yesterday... or the day before...or the week before...

Maybe this isn't a breakthrough. Maybe I'll be lazy for the rest of the year, but not today. 

Today is different. 

Today I tried.