I'm sure you're all sick of hearing about my running. Sorry, I'll try to post something else next time. And something with pictures...it's been a while. :)
I was thinking the other day about how I've always felt about running. I used to always say, "I hate running". And that was not an exaggeration in the least. I really did hate it. Invariably, there would be someone that would say, "I used to hate it too" as if this would inspire me to change. I would think, every time I heard that, "yeah, but there is no way you hate it as much as I do". And I really believed it. These people claimed to have hated running at some point, but now they loved it? Obviously, they didn't understand my level of hatred towards the sport. I HATED running. I could not see a way for that to change.
BUT, things do change. When I was younger I hated a lot more things than I do now. Coconut, blueberries, peppers, pants (as compared to shorts), etc. (Yes, I realize most of those things are food, it's all I could think of off the top of my head...I've always been a picky eater).
I'm not saying running is my most favorite thing to do in the world. But, I look forward to it, I love the way I feel when I'm done. I love the way it makes my body feel (except for my aching knees). I often have to really push myself to finish my run, but at the same time, I enjoy it. I hope I never stop.
Who would have thought?
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