I browbeat myself into going to the gym last night, it was both humorous and worth it.

The backstory is that I had a training session yesterday morning but my trainer either slept in or had to go fire an employee in Waltham depending on whom you ask.  Either way, I showed up around 8, got on a treadmill waiting, got sick of waiting and did a light workout before leaving without running a complete circuit and went to work.  After work, I got in a very brief self-argument about whether to return to the gym which ended shortly with me going "you're going.  I don't care what your responses are.  You're going."  I stuck to it and was very pleased I did.  I ended up getting in a short workout with Ken that was actually really tough and good for me.  I mentioned Deadlifts and he got me doing them for the first time in a while.  It was really really good.  Also did some one-leg squats and this weird back squat/deadlift mix that's still gonna take some getting used to.  After that, ran 3/4 mile at 9.5 mph before my body gave out on me, then walking to get my wind and running another 1/8 mile.  It was incredibly rough running and I wanted to go home afterward, so naturally I went to do abs.  After abs, I was all jumpy so I worked some footfalls and turnover speed in some accelerators/striders.  After that, I was all beat and headed home, happy and sore.  Looking forward to another training session tonight...