Ok, So maybe it's not a secret. But I just learned something this morning. At approximately 630am, I learned that I love running! Who would have thunk it! Like most mornings, I had to drag myself out of bed, find something suitable to run in, and then actually leave my apartment. Once I did, I couldn't have imagined my morning any different.
Before the sun had come up, with the few street lights still glowing, I toured my little part of downtown. It was magical in some way. I have been running with my Mp3 player glued to my ears. But this week, I left it at home, and listened to my own thoughts, my heart beat, the sounds of a city slowly awakening. It was gorgeous. I can feel myself getting stronger, breathing easier. My knee hurts less, and my muscles work more. I love this piece of life.
Note to self (and just good advice in general): don't put your pants on backward.