Having been separated from running for so long, the memories have faded, and I’ve forgotten how much I love running.
But this morning, I did a five mile run/walk (2/1). Afterwards, I felt so good. As if everything was right in the world. I truly love running. It centers me.
As I write this, perhaps the endorphins are still lasting from my run 11 hours ago, but I’m happy. I’m happy that, though my recovery has been sloooooooooow, and I still struggle with tendinitis, I’m moving forward. I still can’t run 5 miles without walk breaks, but at least I can get out there and get some miles in!
I’m feeling good!
What’s making you happy this weekend?