Fighting myself to get to the gym

Last night was rough, I knew I needed to get to the gym for my cardio workout in (I hate cardio). I had missed my morning run because the route I usually take which is probably only about 3 miles round trip was sectioned off and filled with about 300 sheep - yes I said sheep, no I do not live in the country.  I swear at first I thought I was seeing things brought on by the sudden heat wave we are having here, but as others in suburbia pulled over to view this weird phenomenon I realized there really were sheep grazing in my route. 

On the one hand I like the environmentally sound way someone decided to cut back all the brush in that little stretch of a nature reserve, on the other hand I was perturbed that my run had been sabotaged.  So trying to get re-motivated wasn't coming to me easily, I envisioned sitting by the pool in this 90 plus degrees sipping on a Chardonnay.  Instead I opted to stop arguing with myself and to just go.  I ended up having a great work out - burning approximately 500 calories and just feeling really strong and energized WOW I think I finally had some endorphins kick in which I hear other gym / running fanatics talk about as if they live and die for it. 

One of the things that has helped me when I'm feeling like I just don't want to run, or work out, or whatever, is to stop talking myself out of it.  To just not think about it, I just pick up go - get in the car, get on the bike or walk.  I never regret going to the gym, but I have had many days where I beat myself up for not going.