chocolate, pollen and my new hobby

So I have officially started running. I state it like that because technically, sometimes I would run before, but it was more of a scattered, Pheobe-esque type running. Danielle and I have officially started training together. Seattle half marathon HERE WE COME!!! (I am pretty sure that the city is unprepared for the disaster we can be as a pair.)
For the most part it's going well, we've been training now for about 3 weeks, I only missed one day and I am really enjoying it. It's so nice to be outside, especially with all the wonderful weather we've been having! It's also really great to have a purpose in my running, I feel like I've got something to accomplish and I actually feel quite invigorated with the challenge. But (of course, there has to be a 'but') this morning, I was a gong show!! I don't really like to run in the mornings, I don't think most sane people would. (that's right, I dont hold Darren or Don in the "sane" category).
I hobbled up to my house this morning, limping because I forgot to wear my knee brace, my eyes were half swollen shut because I forgot to take some Reactine (it was literally SNOWING pollen) and very grumpy because at that point I had been up for 1 hour with NO COFFEE, and I thought to myself "This isn't such a joy this morning".
The invigoration, the "good feeling" of working out, the clear headed calmness - that was ALL gone, I was just crabby. But then at lunch today I had a piece of chocolate cake because "I went for a run this morning so it's ok" and it all kind of evened out. At this rate, I probably wont lose any weight on my excercise program but really, the justification of eating crappy food makes it worth it some days!
So there it is, all 5 of you faithful readers out there can hold me accountable to my running and I will try to spice up the blogs with my new anicdotes*.

(*if someone could tell me how to spell that correctly it would be great)