In the spring of 2010, I decided it was time to get in shape for real. I had been walking regularly for a few years, but it just wasn’t enough. I chose to try running for several reasons: low start-up cost, no classes or clubs to join, could be done outdoors, and people get obsessed with running. I’ve tried a variety of ways to get fit over the years and got bored with all of them eventually. I thought the combination of being outside and possibly getting obsessed just might do the trick.
I am a little astounded at how well it has worked. I get antsy whenever I can’t get out for my run now. People who have known Sedentary Sarah The Bookwyrm (I’m looking at you, disbelieving family members) are still finding it hard to believe. Not that I blame them—I find it hard to believe, too. And yet, there I was on Sunday morning, running in the woods with one hand broken and my friend’s dog leashed to the other hand. I ran carefully and walked over any chancy terrain, but I ran. And it was GREAT.