So I finally did it.
I went for a run tonight.
The kids were at VBS for a couple of hours so I roped Gary into running with me. I have been feeling a lot of trepidation about going for a run. I wasn't sure why I was feeling that way, but I have been incredibly nervous about running. I thought it was just because I was afraid it would hurt.
I should have been afraid that it would be a colossal fail, because that's what it felt like.
I couldn't breathe, I felt like my legs wouldn't move, and I really felt like my body just completely forgot how to run.
Well, I suppose it DID remember. But it just happened to remember the run I did at Grandma's and it tried to mimic that.
So the good news is that I finally went out and ran.
The bad news is that getting back into running is going to be harder than I thought it would be. A lot harder.
Why couldn't I just have been born with a few more of those "natural runner" genes?
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