Some runs my kids went with me, some the dog and some were just me. All these days were just to keep the streak going. Some were fast and some were slow but they had no real purpose.
But one day did have purpose. I used my running as transportation, instead of as fitness. I had to pick up something from the local store a 1/2 mile away. As I ran there, I had to contend with one street light, but for the most part I just ran as fast as I could, while still technically warming up. And the I turned around and I ran home as fast as I could.
This was such a fun run for me I wanted to keep going (but didn't because I promised my husband). I felt great, felt strong and most importantly, felt happy.
After 8 runs of running the same track again and again, I needed this run. In addition to have a purpose of completing my errands, it's purpose was to respark the love and joy I feel when I run, the freedom, the strength, the fun that is not always there in a run, but it sure was in this one.
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