Today I ran for 8 minutes. Twice. To think that just over a month ago, I couldn't run 60 seconds without aching the day after.
As I ran, I was amazed, even moved to tears that my body has given all I have asked and willingly. The voice inside that has complained about being tired, cold, hot, sore, etc has stopped talking. Honestly, I feel so good.
Friday I run 20 minutes in a row and I am excited to do it. I am sure I can do it. Not that I run fast, I do an old man's shuffle to be honest but as I get stronger, I'll be able to really run fast and far.
My thighs are growing really hard, though. The flab is slipping off. It's so amazing how well my body is responding, forgiving me of past sins. Some day I'll be...everything.