I "ran" today for the first time in years. It was more a mixture of brisk walking and slow jogging than actual running. My chubby, out-of-shape legs HATED it. My lungs would have preferred to be doing something that involved a little less breathing, thank you very much. And lets just say that the anatomic changes referable to previous lactation introduced an unexpected dynamic.
But now, I am sitting at my desk, a little tired, but proud of myself and really remembering why I loved running so much before. It makes you feel good.
Really.
One day down, about a bazillion to go before I am ready for THE GREAT RACE.
No comments:
Post a Comment