even a little run = the best.
I went running on Saturday for the first time in months and months (thyroid problem = unbelievable weight gain = ouch, knees). Don't care, had to do it. Me not running is me not happy.
It was just a measly three and a half slooooow miles, net downhill. My legs still hurt like hell (seriously, I can't walk down stairs right now). But you know what? I'm really proud. About as proud as I was after running my two marathons. It may not be much but I still have it in me. I was so thankful for that. There's hope out there and I'll be back ... in time.
It was just a measly three and a half slooooow miles, net downhill. My legs still hurt like hell (seriously, I can't walk down stairs right now). But you know what? I'm really proud. About as proud as I was after running my two marathons. It may not be much but I still have it in me. I was so thankful for that. There's hope out there and I'll be back ... in time.

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