Dreadmill Day

I got called in to work today which sort of wrecked my planned 9 mile run.  I would now have to race down Meridian (the local version of a linear parking lot) right after work to get my allergy shot before the doctor's office closed.  That would bring me home just in time for sunset and falling temperatures.  I don't mind running in the dark, but the dark with icy patches is just not my cup of tea.  The alternative - a treadmill.  Mine is in my garage - on the carpeted part - with a TV, DVD player and cable hook-up.  Sounds not-so-bad, perhaps even inviting.  I wish I could convince myself.  I really hate the treadmill.  It is dreadful.  I turn on a favorite show, crank up the sound, have my iPod on to blare my favorite music when the show gets boring.  Nothing seems to work.  I end up playing mind games with the numbers on the mileage/calories burned/elapsed time display.  Booooooring!  I consider myself a 'real' runner every time I complete a treadmill workout.  Only a 'real' runner would do that.  Dreadmills - the last choice for a 'real' runner...