Saturday, March 13, 2010
In the past I was quite the runner. I used to run in high school in order to train for field hockey. I ran in college because it felt good. I ran in my late 20s because I joined a soccer league to meet boys. In between all of these times I fell off the wagon multiple times. Today, I am 33. Today, I seem to have the internal clock of a seven year old. Today, I woke up at 6am and couldn't go back to sleep. Today, I ran. I didn't run far. I didn't run fast. But I did it. Let's see how this goes, shall we.