just do it...
so i run. i’m a runner now. in the words of TayTay, i never ever ever ever ( like ever ) thought i would ever say that sentence in my entire life. i run and i like it. i run! i…..run. i kinda keep saying it to convince myself that it’s actually true. honestly, even 3 months ago if you would’ve told me that i was going to start running, and actually running long distances (in my opinion) i would’ve lol’d. so this is kind of a big deal. for as long as i can remember, since the good ol’ days at Jordan Ridge Elementary, when it was P.E. time and we had to run the mile (which was exactly 4 times around the rectangle shaped-field adjacent to the school) i would get sweaty. and not sweaty as in anxious and excited; my palms would be wet from the fear of knowing i couldn’t do it, and knowing i hated it, and wishing with all my heart i had stayed home that day. i still remember running in the hot sun and thinking i would rather die then be doing wh...