After some days of rest and easy cross training, I was back running again today. Nothing hard - just 30 minutes around campus. It felt good. I don't think I had fully appreciated how much I was in need of a run. The end-of-semester stress coupled with other work and real life has been taking a toll lately. And while a run can't fix everything, a good one can certainly improve things (or at least your outlook on things).
I have a confession to make. I'm not one of those people who get the famous "runner's high" (that's not the confession). Running is hard for me. I do it because I get satisfaction at doing well at something that is difficult, not because I feel all warm and fuzzy at mile 8. However, I have to admit that during this last race I had moments that were high-like and (this is for all the girls out there) it came from passing younger, taller, reasonably fit men on the course. I know, I know... that's very shallow of me but what I can I say? For a woman who is going to be, well, let's just say "not young" very soon and who was never athletically inclined, this is a huge ego boost. :)
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