My husband and I are all sweaty and gross in this picture, but we deserve to show it off. We just finished week 1 of C25K.
I have never been a runner. I've always hated running. But it's my body that hated running. My mind wanted so badly to like it. Some years ago I read the book The Running Dream by Wendelin van
Draanen and at the very beginning
of the story, the main character said something that I have never
forgotten. She said, "Running aired out my soul." As someone who so
often has a million and one thoughts, emotions, and worries running
through my mind at once, the idea of having something that clears your
mind has always appealed to me. My husband and I recently moved to Ann Arbor, a town not very far from where we used to live, yet it feels light years away. Our change of scenery has allowed us to live in a place where people are more active, not just physically, but in the community and in their civic life as well. This has been a huge motivation for us to stop coming home from work and just plopping down in front of the TV, not to get up from the couch again until bedtime.
As we finished week 1 today, I started to feel a faint glimmer of what Jessica meant when she said, "Running aired out my soul." I'm glad my husband is there doing it and sharing it with me, but first and foremost, I have to thank Wendelin van Draanen for writing something that my mind couldn't shake even if my body resisted.
