I decided to lace up my running shoes again yesterday. I have not run since my pregnancy with Rebekah began. Oh, it was not pretty people!
A few things have changed:
- I feel like a fat dairy cow.
- It is no longer just me running. I now run with what feels like 2 gallons of milk.
- I feel body parts that were never meant to shake, bouncing with each step I take. Don't get me wrong I was not fitness model when I stopped running, but I did work really hard and may have just been in the best shape of my life. Oh, for the love of bouncing body parts!
Fewer things remain the same:
- It is GREAT me time and much needed stress relief.
- The endorphin rush at the end of the work out still feels just as nice.
So, with all this said I do this because I refuse to diet for the rest of my life and I really like to eat, I love chocolate and wine, and go figure -I really do enjoy it. So with hope for the future and for my really sore thighs, I am pounding the pavement and path again.
