this morning #1361.

this morning, for once, the jog seemed to be doing its job. shocker. for once, the physical activity was really speaking to me. strong words of encouragement. feel the wind rush past! feel the wind at your back! release the endorphins! the more endorphins the better! get at it, girl! i was moving along at a solid clip. breathing it all in. wondering why all my jogs weren’t like this. most of the time, i’m miserable. knowing that it’s a necessary evil but wishing i’d stayed in bed. completely stuck in my head. waiting for an emotional boost that’s just not coming. this is something different. this is something uplifting. this must be what they call a “runner’s high.” i could definitely get addicted to this real quick.