I did NOT want to go running today.  I wasn't in the mood at all.  The weather was fine (49 degrees and sunny), but I just wasn't in the mood. I don't have a running partner.  Nobody would notice or even care if I didn't go out for a run today.  I'm behind on my writing.  Why bother?

So I got dressed, laced up and headed out the door.

About a mile down the road, I found myself wondering how the hell I manage this behavior.  My life would work so much better if I could do this across the board.  My dissertation proposal would be in better shape. My house would be cleaner.  I might even spend less time screwing around on the Internet.

Instead what I do consistently, even against my own inclinations, is run.

Barack Obama works out every day.  His days are clearly more busy than mine, although he doesn't have my pressing problems with phenomenology.  If he manages it, then I clearly can't bitch about not having enough time.  I hope he keeps it up, and that it helps him be a better President.  

I am glad I went for that run.  In addition to thinking about this blog post, I figured out phenomenology's importance to my dissertation.  Now I just have to motivate myself to get that down on paper...