I’ve reached an age at which the weather impacts my schedule and my destination decisions. I mention this because I received an alert that a book I really, really, really want to read is waiting for me at the library. I should also mention that the hold expires in three days.

And this is why I am on my weather app. Because it is raining. And it’s not just some common SoCal drizzle, it’s a cold, wet rain that soaked me to the bone earlier today. Let me back up here: I am also a distance runner. Today was Long Run Day, and for any distance runner, Long Run Day is sacred. It’s why we went to bed early the night prior. It’s what we’ve fueled for for the past few days (or more, depending on your training schedule). It’s why the Weather App is positive I’m stalking it–I left my house with the serious calculation that I would finish 14 miles before the rain arrived.

I got to 10.5.

Those last 3.5 were a cold, wet slog. Sure, I could have cut the entire run short and headed home. But that’s defeating my training and that is not the point. However, now that I am home, warm and dry with a hot cup of coffee, the idea of getting bundled up to get to the library, and also, I remind myself, a pit stop at the gas station first, doesn’t feel very exciting. It feels less than exciting.

And so I’m back on the weather app. What do the next two days look like? Better, worse, same? The answer is: same. Dang. So the struggle is real–suck it up now to enjoy the next two days with my new book? Or suck it up tomorrow…or…

I’m not sure when I became a creature of comforts, but staying warm and dry is the best feeling ever. Or maybe I’m still shaking off 3.5 miles of soaked-to-the-skin running.

What say you? Have your habits changed now that there are no “mandatory” trips to drop off/pick up or otherwise transport kids? Do you rethink whether or not you’re committed to a project, a meeting or a lunch based on the weather?

As for me…I’m still debating. But that new book…