I don’t know if it’s on my about page or not…I might go and add it if it isn’t, because it’s such a huge part of my life.
I run cross country for my school. And I also do distance events for track–1600m and 3200m, although I much prefer the 1600. Four laps is much preferable to eight.
Anyway, today I ran my first eight-mile run (12.8km for you metric system users) since summer training last year. I got to skip the hard runs last week due to another commitment I had after practice, but once I finished that I had no excuse, and had to do the eight today.
Not that I mind it. I love to run (although I usually complain about it). It makes me feel good. Running highs are crazy-awesome, because they make me feel happy beyond belief and I never know why, and there’s never the negative effects that drugs have. Plus, I haven’t had any teenybopper depression issues since I started running (unless I’m on break, which means I get antsy and more easily frustrated).
I’ve been tired all day today, though I hope it wasn’t the eight miles. Came home and mostly played The Sims 2 and watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer (forgot about finishing NCIS and just jumped straight into Buffy; I love it!). Not sure what the point of this post was; I think it was to express my happy-sunshiney feelings for running. Tomorrow I’ll probably rant about how much I hate running and how I wish I’d joined tennis. =P
