To quote Terry’s comment on my last post:
The worse thing about running… is not running.
Sigh – how true it is. I never realized how much I missed running until I got out there yesterday. I missed it so much that I actually got off of my lazy mommy bum and ran on the treadmill this afternoon during Sierra’s nap. January 1st is fast approaching so I thought I’d start my New Year’s resolution early. This year I resolve to continue to be me: running, playing softball etc… I’m not going to let a wee baby slow me down anymore!
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Erm, I don’t get it.
What are you running from exactly?
Taxis are so frequent where I am that I’d rather wait for the next one than run for one!
Yay! You go girl! I just know you’ll feel a whole lot better!
Good for you! No need to wait for a date on a calendar to start!!
HELLO!! THIS IS REALITY SPEAKING TO YOU! YOU WEE BABY WILL SLOW YOU DOWN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE … SHE WILL ALWAYS NEED YOU FOR SOMETHING! MAYBE JUST A HUG OR KISS BEFORE YOU GO OUT THE DOOR, BUT SOMETHING!!:grin:
Well after I looked up running in the dictionary I now remember what you mean by running. Yes I miss the rush I used to feel.
My knees do not.
Don’t get me wrong – I admire the heck out of you for running. I don’t get it, but I admire it.
The 2nd worse thing about running… is running alone. Thank God for the running room.