I could say I went out and ran again yesterday after work because I did. It was a little later than as soon as I got home, maybe by an hour and a half or even two. I was on that teetering fence of should I go, do I want to, I should but I could find reasons not to. But after that amount of time I realized the simple fact was that I wanted to. So I went.
It proved to be as I thought it would. A very good decision to go. Amazing. It didn't hurt a thing that I went later than usual. I was still able to get a load of laundry done afterward. The slight change in time didn't affect anything like I thought it might. The change in routine, even ever so slightly, didn't turn the world upside-down. Imagine that. I was sure it would, especially on a weeknight.
Maybe I should be doing more of that since it proved so amazing. But then, I'd probably manage to get myself into trouble somehow. Or maybe not. A little change-up is supposed to be good. No?
TT
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