My first runner’s high…

Good evening bloggers!
 
I wanted to blog about my completely wonderful, WONDERFUL experience
on Tuesday. I’m on week 6 of c25k, and so Tuesday was a run day, but I
wasn’t so sure about it when I got home. I was tired, grumpy, and had
a pretty rotten day all together. It was my special time of the month,
and I was just totally dreading it.
 
When I stepped outside after work, however, my whole outlook changed.
It was a GLORIOUS February day in North Texas, a perfect 63ish
degrees, sun still shining, and… I became pretty excited about it by
the time I got home.
 
So, I strapped on my beautiful kicks, and my forerunner 50, and set
off. My www.kissmyblackass.org podcast was a glorious mix of 80s
songs, and it was just weird. All of the sudden, I’m running, and my
pace is good! My best, I think! At least it certainly felt fast, and
my legs were really moving. My knees were really lifting and my heels
really kicking back. I FELT like a runner.
 
I was reading one of the MANY awesome blogs I’m subscribed to, and I
came across the lovely Mrs. Thinspired talking about what makes one a
runner. (http://www.thinspiredblog.com/?p=4600) She referenced a post
that I read, and forgot to respond to over @ healthy tipping point
(http://www.healthytippingpoint.com/2009/01/what-makes-someone-runner.html),
and I have to say, that if anyone had asked me in that moment if I was
a runner, I would have shouted a resounding YES.
 
For anyone keeping score, I couldn’t jog a 1/4 mile 6 weeks ago.
 
It is never too late to make a positive change in your life. Never.

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