Sunday, February 6, 2011

Why I Run

You would never look at me and think that I'm a runner.  I'm not fat by any means, but I'm not physically fit looking, even though I work out regularly.  I have slight muffin top and a cottage cheese ass.  My family is not really big on exercise either.  Unless walking from the couch to the bathroom counts as exercise.

But Andy is very into working out and he got me into it and I love to run.  I love the feeling of my feet hitting the pavement/treadmill.  I love how it frees me.  My mind is blank.  There's no running commentary on all the things I need to do when I get home.  There's no worrying about how many lessons I have to plan.  There's no stressing out about long commutes or cranky toddlers or hungry husbands.  There's just me and my music (or TV show if I'm at the gym and feeling like a treat).  It's just for me.

I love to run fast when I feel particularly angry.  I beat up the ground.  I pant.  I sweat.  I let it all go.  And I always feel better.  I'm telling you that exercising, running in particular, has made me feel more free, more strong, and more aware of myself.  Go for a run today.  If you're not feeling it, go for a walk.  Even the muffin topped and cottage cheese among us can do it.
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1 comments:

b. lee said...

holla for a good run! or for any type of exercise ~ ~ ~ an important ingredient for us busy mama's * *

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