I took a four-and-a-half mile run today, after months of slacking–partly because I’ve been living on poppycock and oranges since Christmas, but also because when I retrieved our garbage can from the street, my heart rate went above, like, six beats a minute for the first time in four months and I vaguely remembered how good it feels to do that.
I probably won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow, but right at this moment I feel like I can think straight for the first time since September.
And I quit, why?
Oh.
Yeah.
I have a job that consumes my every waking moment.
I really ought to do something about that.
December 29th, 2012 at 9:41 am
oh, I look forward to running again in the spring after baby has come and the weather is much more pleasant.
January 1st, 2013 at 6:11 pm
I’m not sure I ever really “look forward” to it, but I do like the way it makes me feel! It has been SOOO hard to start up again.
December 29th, 2012 at 9:28 pm
I seriously can not remember the last time I ran because I *wanted* to…