You make it hard to smile because you make it hard to breathe

Ever get just wiped out before you even go for a run because you know what's ahead and the idea of it makes a punch to the gut seem preferable because it doesn't last as long but then you know you're just wimping out and you can't let the fearful child inside you win so you try to shut him or her up by speaking in agonizing run-on sentences on a digital platform that serves as a good distraction from the task at hand?

Nope? Just me? OK, then. Let's roll.