I am Keith Hernandez

When walking out your front door feels like your getting slapped in the face, the last thing you want to do is lace up your running shoes and go for a run. But here I am, 1/6 of the way through the little goal I set for myself trying to figure out excuses on how to get out of it.
Fuck it, its done, is what I thought. There is no way I am going to even go out there today. Emailed my manager and arranged to work from home, leaving me with no reason to set foot out the door but to follow my goal and keep this positive habit going.
Honestly, the thing that got me was the positive peer pressure. I told way too many people at work, wrote it too many times in emails and on Facebook to give up after only 4 days. What a chump I would be if I gave so soon. So I trudged out to the busstop, took the 10 minute ride to the Brooklyn Heights NYSC and ran close to 3 miles.
After I was done, I read a sign that will hit me with obstacle #2: The gym will be closed all weekend. Fuckers.