I just completed another training run; 2 miles today. I feel especially proud because I didn’t stop at all. As a gal who’s always been a natural sprinter, I feel like it’s a big achievement for me. I’ve been a sporadic runner since I was a kid; Mom or Dad would enter all three of us in a fun run or 5K and we’d practice running at the park a few times before the big event. Those were the days!

In the past few years, I would try to stick with running (because I wanted to run so badly) but always increased my mileage too quickly, resulting in a wacky knee pain. This time around, I’m taking it slow; increasing by .25 of a mile every week and not sweating the days when circumstances keep me from my planned jog.

Today’s run felt amazing because A) my dog was happy- as evidenced by the tail that never stopped wagging- and B) my body didn’t hurt at all. I used to feel pain in my legs and lungs all the time when I ran. Lately it feels neutral when I’m out there; I feel as if I could just keep going forever.

I feel as if I would be capable of anything if I could just conquer this half-marathon.