I Love Running

They say you don't know what you've got until it's gone. I would have to agree with them-- today I balled my eyes out. It's been a very long time since that has happened. I realized that it's because I was happy with my relationship, and now I'm super sorry to see it go. Running, I miss you. I need you. Please come back to me.

I'm mad at myself for injuring my knee over a stupid football game. I have come to understand that running was always the most important thing. And now I can't do it. I can't take off and clear my head. I can't settle into a zone where I don't feel my body. I can't perpetuate the happiness that running has brought me.

And maybe it sounds a little melodramatic. Thursday I will know if running is gone forever, or just an elusive mistress that will one day be mine again. In the meantime, I am planning on cultivating a new connection-- swimming. Joint-friendly swimming, I think you and I are going to make great friends.

Training or Paining?

Somebody thought it would be a good idea for us to do the triathlon too... so I bought a really cool bike and did a little tri training on Sunday. I only biked 5 miles because I'm not much of a biker yet, and I'm still getting accustomed to it. After that, I hopped straight onto the running path for a 7 mile run. And holy moly-- it is super weird feeling to run after biking. Considering I can barely sit today after yesterday's little exercise soiree-- I am a little nervous about the full tri.

So we'll see how that goes. I haven't officially registered, and I know I should soon because registration will probably close shortly. I still have my doubts, but I guess there's no turning back now! (Just like there's no moving me from this seat today). ** Until I go for another run tonight.