…and so I ran
It seems, I cannot lately go without running. Like I said in a previous post its like breathing to me. How can I go without it. It helped me get through a lot of stuff this summer. Its my stress reducer, my I can stand life anymore deminisher, my anti antidepressant. So without it ive been a mopey, sighing, lame wad. And I went out for 5 k and ran. It felt great even though it hurt and I was more aware of my knee than ever. But I think its more the shoes , or my flat feet causing the problem more than everything. None of that matters because I ran. And im not giving up. Ill cut down. If i have too till we figure out my knee but im not stopping. I love it too much to quit. Ill quit boxing before i quit running. <3
