I planned a trip to London earlier this year. I rarely travel but there was a deal on flights so I decided to go for it. I also planned it to coincide with a soccer game. I bought a ticket on Stubhub to see Tottenham Hotspur versus Newcastle. I started looking at Air B ‘n B for a good place to stay. I started contacting my family over there to see them.

The weekend that I would be going started getting closer and closer. I would start by flying into Gatwick Airport (yeah, not Heathrow, I thought that was the only airport in London) at 10:00PM and leave by flying out of Gatwick at 5:00AM. How would I make that work? Also, what exactly do I want to see in London? And by myself no less. I started thinking that it might be more trouble than it was worth. Then the Spurs game got moved from the Saturday I had planned on to a Friday afternoon, when I would still be on a plane.

That did it. I cancelled the trip and I immediately felt relieved.

Sometimes you make a plan to do something and in the moment it’s such a great idea. Then it comes time to actually follow through and you remember the glorious simplicity of not doing anything at all.

Why bring this up?

Because I’m running a 10K in Prospect Park tomorrow at 8:00AM.

It sounded like such a good idea. I run in the park anyway and it would be great training for the Brooklyn Half Marathon that is officially less than a month away now.

But now it’s Friday night and I want to sleep for twelve hours. I know how it’s going to feel to get out from under blankets at 6:30AM,  get dressed, and head out into the cold. For some bizarre reason, I thought it would be, like, in the sixties Saturday morning. I should know better.

The thing that I’ve discovered about running is that it always feels like it’s going to be awful when I start but if I keep going, I warm up and really start running. I trust that that will happen tomorrow morning. Then I’ll start the day having gotten a run in. I can eat a bagel or a donut and feel fine about it. I know I’ll be glad that I did it.

But right now? What the hell was I thinking?