At age 52 I took up running. I feel fully alive. So great to get outside in the early morning and get the blood flowing. I am energized and ready to face the day.
I was a runner. I am a runner. Okay, I am a jogger. I used to be a runner - briefly, in my twenties. I like running. I don't like running. When I set out, I feel like, "there is no way I can do this." At the end I say, "wow, I did it" and that feels great. So, I recently took up running again. I am feeling pretty good about the exercise, though I am very slow and find it hard. I am doing intervals of running and walking with the amount of running/jogging increasing each week.
Who knew running was such an expensive sport. I have gradually acquired more clothes, shoes, and stuff as I have become committed to doing it. I started with what I had, but then I bought some better shoes and a few sleeveless tops. And some socks - did you know you can pay $14.95 for ONE PAIR of socks? But they are good - super cushioned - and make my feet much happier. Then I got some shorts. Then more socks. A towel that is supposed to keep me cool. My latest purchase, a strap that holds both my water bottle and my iPhone - and my hand doesn't get tired. Since I have the exercise program on my phone that tells me when to run, when to walk and increases the time gradually, I need my phone but my hand is too sweaty to hold it. And in this heat, I need the water bottle. I'm sure I don't really NEED any of these things, but I enjoy them and they help me.
So look for me at the park in the early morning or at the gym. And give me a smile or a nod of encouragement.