Baby, it's cold outside
If this were the winter of '96, and my buddy Borman lived up the street, this is what you might hear on an after-school phone call.
M: Hello?
D: Hey. It's freakin' freezing. Are we running today?
M: whal, I dunno...
D: Come on.
M: (whiney) but it's cold.
D: So? We want to be good, right? Let's go.
M: I don't know.
(Silence)
M: 10 minutes.
D: See you out there.

Instead it's the winter of '03, and this is the after-work discussion in my head.
D: I should run today.
Mr. Negativity: Why?
D: It's good for me.
MN: So?
D: Um.
MN: It's getting dark.
D: Yea.
MN: Run tomorrow.
D: Yea.

I'm much stronger against a real live Mr. Negativity.