My feet on the pavement. Tap, tap, tap, tap. . .
The stroller hitting all the separations in the sidewalk. da dum, da dum, da dum, da dum. . .
My fat hitting itself. slap, slap, slap, slap. . .
Old sounds almost forgotten.
New sounds, although sad, enjoyable.
Yesterday, I ran just over a mile.
A MILE.
I ran. I ran. It didn't hurt. I couldn't believe it. AND I can do it. It felt wonderful.
Just thought you'd like to know.
3 comments:
I did want to know!!!!!! AWESOME!
I think that's great! I have yet to start doing that myself.
DO you think they make quad jogging strollers? :D
You should recruit your husband to run with you. then you can take 2 double strollers
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