On the other hand...

...maybe that was just the excess weight talking. Since my last post I have increased my overall workout habits, hiked two more high peaks (and a bit in Maine and Nova Scotia), driven nearly two thousand miles in a two week period, slightly altered my eating habits (particularly breakfast which now often includes cucumber slices), and dropped a good 20-25 pounds. 

And this morning I went for a four mile run. Because the belly dancing class that usually occupies my Sunday mornings was cancelled.
And because I needed the fresh air. 

It felt good. 

I went at what seemed like an easy pace. I checked my time at the end and discovered that I had run at 10 minute miles.
(And an easy 10 minute mile is very good for me.)

I don't think I'll ever love running. But I expect that there will be other days when I need the solitude and the air. When I need time to clear my head or think things through without the distractions of a dozen other people and loud music. 

There are two important points for me here: 

#1- Exercise, in whatever form I choose to do it, is now the primary way in which I relax, think, and evaluate things. And that's pretty cool for me. 

And #2- If I want to run, I can do it. I won't do it because I feel like I have to. 

But sometimes I might just want to.

(And next time around I'll post some of the
photos from my adventures of the last few months.)