So for the past few months, I have been having weird dreams. In these dreams I am running in races, and winning them, and enjoying running. Especially when I was the grand champion of the barefoot race. Fast forward to reality - I hate running. But after being envious of all these people I know who run I've decided to try it again.
I've been running on the treadmill for 2 miles a day for about 2 weeks now. I decided to get ridculously expensive shoes mostly to cure my shin splints, but as a side effect it keeps me running because I don't want to waste my money. Today, I even took Drake to the park and ran a 2.8 mile trail, with NO WALKING! I'm very proud of my new hobby. I don't think I could have started it with Ryan here.
All this free time has left me needing to find things to do. Can't really scrapbook bc I have nothing to take pictures of now that he's gone. Hopefully he'll send me pictures soon and I can start adding them to his Air Force scrapbook.
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I'm proud of you too! Remember that snowflake 5K we ran...or whatever it's called. Good times. :) xo, Tina
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