...on running endorphins, of course!
I just got back from a peaceful Sunday morning run. Only one mishap - I ran into my brother-in-law on route. And for those of you who run, you know what happens when you stop midstream, right? You start POURING sweat. I was really embarrassed! That, and no one really knows that I've started running. Anyway, it was a brief encounter and it gave me extra motivation to get home quickly before I ran into anyone else!
I'm only running two minutes at a time. I came home, and this was my conversation with hubby:
Me: How in the world to people run marathons?
Him: With practice, just like you.
Me: I'm pathetic! I'm only running two minutes at time!
Him: Yeah, but two weeks ago you couldn't even run for a minute.
I didn't have a witty comeback. In fact, I started to wonder if maybe I can run a marathon one day. One day very far away.
One step at a time, right? For now, I'll be proud of running two minutes, which is as far as my little legs will carry me.