Happiness is (I never thought I'd say this) running.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Had a great time running tonight... for the first time, I just felt like I could keep going and going. I didn't concentrate on my breathing, or how long I was going, or how far. I just listened to my music, singing along or dancing along with Baby Girl Cassey (who has learned to pump her fist in the air to certain music, bop her head, and scream along on occasion) and looked at the neighborhood going by. Most of the time, I was going slowly, and some of the time, I was going VERY slowly, but after the warm up and until cool-down time, I was running. Even when I stopped at intersections, I jogged in place.
I only got out of breath when I sang along with a song. My knees did get a little shaky, but it was most noticeable afterward, during cool down, and it served as a great reminder that I needed to stretch when I got home--which I did. I felt like not getting hit by a car was narrowly managed a couple times, and I was blinded a few times because people around here seem to think that the best way to let me know they see me is to turn their brights on.
It didn't hurt me. It didn't kill me. It didn't even seem that hard--and tonight makes a first for that. I actually enjoyed myself, and I revel in the fact that I was able to, and... you know what? I'm already looking forward to doing it again.
But for now? A shower. And perhaps a celebratory cup of coffee.