Man, I spent two hours getting myself pumped up for a good run - and then got out there and spent the entire stupid time wondering why in the world I was bothering with running at all. How's that for an attitude? Needless to say, I got out 3.5 miles from home and thought, "If you take one more step going away from home, you might not make it all the way back." So, I turned around and, with my tail between my legs, moped back to the house. Whoa is me...whatta whiner. Slacker...