I’m not a runner. I run because I have to, you know fight or flight. I run because somebody is chasing me. Chasing me with something icky like a frog, mice or a snake!. But in general I don’t run.
So I’m at the track doing my two mile walk and I have this urge to run. So I run. Not very far maybe a 100 yards or so. Then I walk, then I run. Wow. I ran?
I think my body went into semi-shock. ‘She’s running?’ It made me laugh. I was sucking air. *L* It was a good thing, something better then nothing.
I was thinking maybe running will drop off the fat. Yeah right. Don’t know what I was thinking. Just need to run for the hell of it. Reminded me if need be I could run.
Running reminded me of tennis. I haven’t played tennis is a long while. I should run more so that if and when I do play tennis I’ll be up for it. hmmmm and when would that be? There are no tennis courts around here, I think the closest one is 30 miles away. Considering I use to live right next to a tennis court, like 12 steps away. I counted. LOL
Hopefully I’ll run more. Couldn’t hurt.*L*
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