So last night I ran more than I have in a few years. I know, running ten feet would have been more, but I ran a mile last night on the treadmill. I will not tell you my time, that doesn't matter. What matters is that I was running. It felt good, not great, but good. I think only once in my entire life have I felt that runners high everyone talks about. Maybe I will reach that point again.
It relieved some stress after a draining day at work and a mentally tough evening. For the first time since my Dad passed away in 2009, I picked up the phone and started dialing his number to call him. I wanted to tell him about the day, and what else is going on in my life. It sucked to realize I couldn't, Beyond that, I am doing what I feel I need to do so I can lose some weight and make myself a little healthier. Again, I thank you for your support and I hope you enjoy reading these post. It's fun to write them.
On a lighter note, the woman at the gym on the treadmill next to mine totally fell last night. To be fair it wasn't her fault. Some asshole woman before her got off the treadmill and apparently didn't stop the belt, just walked away and left it running. I didn't notice it, if I had i would have stopped it myself. Anyways the lady stepped on a moving treadmill, not realizing it and wham! down she goes. She was ok, she laughed about it and continued her workout. Thank god it didn't happen to me.
Later folks
-Husky Runner
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