In the last few years, as I began living a more active lifestyle, running started to grow on me. It was still difficult, but I appreciated that it was worth the work. After a while, I didn't mind jumping on the treadmill. I enjoyed the synchronization of my breath and my feet. If I had the right music, I could really get into a rhythm, and then there was no stopping me. A few days ago, I found that groove again on the treadmill and something new happened; I smiled.
I don't know what came over me. I don't even remember what songs were playing. It was a very strange feeling. Every part of my body was working together, moving forward, like a well-oiled machine. It was as though I was meant to run. I was made to be a runner. I wasn't dripping with sweat, I was absolutely covered in it! I know how dirty that sounds but it was more like swimming than running. It was refreshing. I felt like I could run forever. Unfortunately, I had done the P90X Cardio workout right before and I didn't want to overdo it and injure myself. For the first time in my life, I was disappointed to stop running instead of relieved.
There have been plenty of days when I dreaded going to the gym. I've certainly had my share of days when there was no way I was gonna get on that moving torture device known as The Treadmill. I never thought I'd see the day I longed to go running. Today was that day. It was supposed to be my rest day but I couldn't help myself. I had to chase down that runner's high I had experienced a few days before. I wanted to feel that feeling. I only went 2.5 miles, and I'm not yet running at the marathon pace I dream of, but I'm off to a great start. And I have finally found a place where I feel perfectly balanced.
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