I started at the top of the hill this time. While I had intentions of making this an easygoing run, I knew it would not feel very good. I hadn't been for a run in a couple months, nor had I had a chance to even fill the interregnum with yoga or alternate maintenance regimen. My mind raced with all sorts of anxieties. It has always been a theme of ( Read more... )

Initially, it felt like I'd lost something. My interest in running was not what it once was. It was worse than simply wanting to stop; I was indifferent to whether I continued, sped up, slowed down, or even completed. I continued to go through the motions, breathing and pushing my legs to keep going. A voice in my head lamented how my neglect in ( Read more... )

On both fronts, I feel surprisingly strong. While that would generally seem good, my inner connection to my body is lacking. As a result, my exercises feel oafish; almost like I am lumbering through the motions with heavy gestures. Regardless of how any of this feels, I know I need to be consistent in each effort. My current goal is to be able to ( Read more... )