“There will come a day when I cannot do this… today is not that day.” 

Jack’s brain when the alarm sounds in the morning.

I just got back from a run. I thought it important to get this down before the dopamine wears off.

I have sort of a love/hate relationship with running. Actually, “love” is a rather strong term, let’s call it more of a “tolerate” / hate relationship.  Before anyone gets riled up and tells me that I “just have to give it a chance” or “you need to break past the barrier and it gets better,” trust me, I’ve given it a shot.  I’ve run two marathons, three half marathons, a series of 10ks and a few random triathlons.  If there is such a thing as a runner’s high, I need to find a new dealer.

All this being said,  I am very aware of health benefits and the reasons I need to run.  Yes, there can be a meditative brain flush when the jams are pumping.  But more importantly, I’ve spent enough time on crutches to understand what it must be like to lose or never have mobility. So, why do I run if it’s such a chore?  Because I can….. and I like cake.  While I am physically able, I will maximize the benefits of this laborious task and be thankful for the opportunity.

Besides, unlike swimming, when running I have all the oxygen I want and the scenery changes.  But that’s for another blog. Stay tuned….