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Tuesday, July 08, 2014



I am not a runner (yet . . . I need to get over the fear that my bladder will fall out), but I actually realized a few years ago that I DO, in fact, love running. A friend and I started doing little sprints at the track between walking laps and she said I ran like a gazelle. It makes me happy just thinking about it!

What I love about running: the heaving of my lungs, being OUTSIDE, feeling strong (jogging has messed with my back and knees in the past, so I never felt strong, but that doesn't seem to be happening anymore). I love the feeling that my body WANTS to run. That is a new feeling for me this past 18 months. And I LIKE it.


p.s. - I had to look up fartlek. My family would've had a hay day with that word! :)

Becky K

I love the (few and far between) days when I feel unstoppable. I love running clothes. I love the feeling after the run is over. I love running in beautiful places and looking around at where I am. I love hills.

But, I confess, I hate the beginning of a run. Ugh. That feeling of being out of breath, before everything gets warm and used to moving again, is my worst. Great post!

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