Dreams Can Come True...Right?

My body's trying to tell me something.

I can just feel it.

It's getting to the point that I'm not only constantly thinking about losing weight while I'm conscious...but my subconscious is now having a go.

I had the weirdest, coolest dream this morning.

I was at school... but the school was on in a really high hill.  It was surrounded by trees, grass, trails, and the most beautiful views.  I was so enthralled by the beauty outside, I decided to move my entire classroom out there.

Kids were reading in trees, laying in the grass, and working together to discuss the different plants and leaves.  There were no bugs or flies or wasps or ticks. This had to be the case, or I would have never agreed to be outside doing what I was doing.

Then, a group of kids asked me to go on a hike.  And we went.  I was climbing hills, jogging down rocky trails...and the sweat was pouring off of me.  The kids were commenting on how hard I was working...and I was really pushing myself.  I was even climbing up sides of cliffs!!! 

The dream was so cool, I didn't want to get out of bed this morning.  And I didn't...until 5:15.

I woke up feeling calm, rested, and at peace.

Then it dawned on me.  If I'm dreaming about exercising that hard....isn't my body really trying to tell me something?  I'm no dream interpreter...but I put 2 and 2 together, and most of the time...it equals 4.  If my body is craving exercise....could it be trying to talk to me in my dreams?

I keep telling myself that I'm so busy during the week, that I just don't have the time to get out for a run.  That's partly true.  Most nights, I don't get home until after 5..and then dinner's done...and then I have some work to do...and then it's dark. 

That doesn't account for weekends, though.  Even on the busiest of weekends - I control that schedule.  I have the say on where we go and what we do.  It's up to me to make my exercise happen.

I'm convinced that if I just did some exercise on the weekend - it would be so much better than what I'm doing now.  Which is absolutely nothing...if you missed that, somehow.

I keep telling myself the same thing... but I never seem to go through with it.  I'm not sure why.  The motivation to actually making the step of going out to run is what's killing me.  I just know that the minute I get out there, all will be right with the world - and I'll be so happy I did it.  So, why is it so hard to get there?

So, I've decided that my only goal this week is to go out for a run.  Just once.  That's it. 

I will go out this weekend.  Maybe I'll just walk up the road.  Maybe I'll jog a little.  I just want to do something.  I just need to make the first step...because I know that once I remember how wonderful I feel after a good run - I won't need to psych myself up this much anymore.  I'm hoping so, anyway.

Oh, and the mini challenge for this week in Shrinvivor is to avoid all of the Halloween candy.  Well, I'm allowed two fun size pieces.  That's it. 

I'm thinking that it would be easier for me to run a marathon than it's going to be to stick to this challenge.  But if I do?  Holy crap.  The heavens will open up and the angels will rejoice.  I'm sure of it.  Me avoiding Halloween candy is like....well, I can't really think of a cool comparison because now my mind is focused on the candy.  It's never happened before...ever...in my whole life.  Could this be the year that I make miracles happen?

Alright, time for me to head out into the gloom and cold of the morning.  It's 47 degrees right now.  It's only supposed to get up into the low 50s today...and rain all day.  It's the kind of day I'd much rather stay in bed and dream. 

Oh well....everyone enjoy your Thursday!!

Till next time. ;)

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