ONE FIFTY FIVE!
The first mile is always the hardest. About halfway in, you get a burning in your chest. Your body wants you to stop, but your mind is the boss. It's all about DETERMINATION. You have to be strong-willed enough to tell your body to keep trying and, almost as if by magic, your body will listen.
Today was the first mile that I have made myself run since before spring break. I blame it on a lack of time, but I know deep down inside that I was just weak and afraid. I may have been overloaded on work and classes, but I could have made the time to keep up with my running.
Running.
Left. Right. Left. Right. Breathe.
It feels like flying. And it is my favorite addiction. The first mile is awful, but the second is easier. The third is exhilarating. The fourth is heavenly. The fifth is beyond words... and it only gets better. It is so rewarding and it makes me feel powerful and strong. Today I only had enough energy to run 3 miles. But I consider that is fairly good for having taken such a sabbatical from exercise, and a sabbatical from food.
Tomorrow will be better.
Namaste.
Z
About Me
- Z
- For obvious purposes I am choosing to remain anonymous, which brings about my pen name. "Z," of course, is not my first or last initial (that would be contradictory to the purpose of a pseudonym). It is merely my favorite letter.
Hi, I know what you mean about running being an addiction, I get cravings to run all the time and most annoyingly when I am at work or in class and I can't...Gets me pretty agitated. Good luck with everything.
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