June 23

I ran two miles today, which feels as significant an accomplishment to me as climbing to the top of a mountain with no shoes on. It’s not like I haven’t run two miles before, but I haven’t run two miles and felt good about it when I was done. I’m not saying it was EASY, or that I loved every minute of it, or even that I WANTED to run the whole way, but I felt good about my effort the whole time. I enjoyed the run I got, even though it wasn’t perfect. I hit the reset button a few weeks ago, tried something new, and it’s paying off. It feels so good to run for the joy of it and not because I HAVE to hit a target or die trying. And I am consequently achieving more than I was before. It’s the first time I can ever remember enjoying a workout. I can’t wait for the next run.