Running. Free.

This was yesterday.

I went for a run today.

And literally, it was a run. An awesome, medium paced run. It wasn't a jog, it wasn't a heart killer, it wasn't plodding like what I did last year when I was in Levin.

It was a run.

And I felt my legs push the ground away from under me. I didn't bounce up and down uncontrollably when I ended up jogging to grab a breath or two. I pulsed in time with the steps of my feet. I ran. And I saw my expression in the windows of the shops as I passed by. It wasn't panicked. It wasn't breathless. It wasn't dead or near faint.

It was alive.

It felt every single beat of my heart and even though my heart felt like wanting to give up a little, I didn't let it. I just let it keep going. I let my heart pound out every painful beat that told me it wanted to stop and what the fuck did I think I was doing to it. But I just let it keep going.

And I breathed.

In. Out. In. Out. In step. In time.

And I was getting there. I was getting in the rhythm.

I think I'm getting addicted to running. Oh, imagine the possibilities.

I read on a runner's blog that running is great for thinking. And I think that's pretty true as well. I'm starting to get my thinking cap on when I start pounding the pavement.

It seems to be helping. I think. I'll keep it going and keep you updated in a few months time.

Now, I know what it means by you know you're going to run once you've tied your shoelaces. No matter what, there's no way you're heading back to bed or going back to the desk. You're going to head out that door and run and run for no real reason. No one's chasing you, you're not late for the bus. You're running for the sake of it. You're running just because you can. You're running just because you want to. You want to get the pores open and sweating and feeling it stick to your shirt and it feels all right.

Yeah. Its all right.

I used to hate running. Believe it or not, doing the treadmill was so not my thing. I would used to run on the treadmill just because I was hoping to qualify for the territorial forces but I stopped after getting a possible hip flexor strain. I never really ran since.

But its still good though. I'm enjoying myself.

Yayness.