Dear friends,
I am sorry I can't write much of anything at the moment, you see on saturday I picked up running. Even though I said I would never do such a thing to myself until... nope never, well Saturday I felt the call and asked Thomas for a 1 mile loop.
I ended up missing my turn and going a bit further and let me tell you: it hurt, a lot. In fact I felt that probably even my ears were bleeding and my lungs had most certainly collapsed.
On Sunday things went a little better, a little further and without the (imaginary) bleeding.
On Monday I could no longer walk down the stairs or sit down/up.
Today I went back for almost 1.6 miles. I won't tell you how long it took me because of, well dignity and stuff...
Why am I doing this? (girlfriend J. already asked)
I:
1.really want to
2.It feels like I am running off all the worries and frustrations of the day
3.feel considerably happier afterward
4.feel pretty blue in the winter months and need to pick myself up or live better through chemistry
5.made Thomas promise to kick me out the door no matter how good an excuse I make up
and finally:
Thomas bought me some fabulous ($$$$) running kicks since he believes in me and such (LOL)
Writting this means here means it will be easier to quit, which could still happen.
borrowed music/borrowed hat
Good for you!!! Keep up the good work!
Posted by: Lisa | January 17, 2012 at 08:09 PM