Praying for a red light every now and then...

So I took my running outside today, after having planned to practice indoors sans wind and car exhaust, in large part due to the fact that I forgot a running shoe (yes, shoe singular) at home this morning. I was all geared up, both mentally and physically, for a run at lunch when I made the heartbreaking discovery that I was only in possession of my lonely right Asic. The leftie had inadvertently been left at home and I was forced back into my office clothes workoutless for the afternoon.
Now I would first like to take a moment to commend myself for having been disappointed that my planned workout had to be missed. Six months ago I would have welcomed the interruption to my fitness schedule. So yay me for actually regretting the fact that I left a shoe at home instead off secretly wishing I would do that more often!
Anyway, I was determined I would not be deterred from getting a run in today and at first contemplated going home at the end of the day, retrieving the missing sneaker, and returning to the gym at work (aren't I lucky to have a gym at work??!!) I realized quickly that that plan was a recipe for disaster because once I got home I'd find some excuse not to go back. Still I was unswayed from wanting to run so I decided that I would run outside in my own neighbourhood even though I am not used to/comfortable with it quite yet. I find the wind and colder air present a challenge that I would rather avoid until I am a tad bit better at it. But as a last resort I laced up my sneakers (both the right and the left) and headed out.
You know what? It wasn't terrible! Yes the wind made it a little harder and my throat felt a little strained because of the temperature but all in all I made it. I ran 2km without taking a break (I wanted one after the first 1/2km if I am being honest) which is good for me and a LOT better then I ever did when I attempted to go out running before. I focused on breathing and told myself that even though I wanted to slow down or walk I need to run just a bit further or I would never get better then I am right now. So I did. I ran when I wanted to give up and that is exactly what I need to be doing...pushing myself to get better all the time.
And every runner secretly prays for a red light now and then right??? :)

Happy Thursday everyone!!