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johnpalmerNew running shoes... and the open road beneath your feet.
The feeling of energy coursing through you...
The feeling that this is how people were meant to move...
The feeling of the air deep in your lungs...
The feeling of the wind in your face...
The feeling of FREEDOM!
The feeling of that slight tightness in your chest...
The feeling of that metallic taste in your mouth...
The realization that you made it two minutes and ten seconds before calling a 30 second break, and then ended up only jogging about ten minutes out of twenty... Sigh.
But, I did it... I went jogging on the first day I had an honest chance to do so. Okay, granted... I did it so that I could drive to work tonight, rather than ride my bike. But, on the plus side, it was raining, so I was better off jogging for exercise.
And wow...
I mean, I know biking and jogging use totally different muscles, but *WOW*.
Tuna for dinner tonight. Lots of tuna. (Look at the side of a can of water packed tuna... goggle at the huge amount of protein. Good for rebuilding stressed muscles. Ignore the fact that I'll mix it with Miracle Whip, sending the fat content out of sight.
(Think about the possibilities of making mayonaise and miracle whip out of hemp oil or flax oil, to get all of those Omega-3s.)
(Think of the possibility of making either out of hemp oil gained from 'live' cannibis plants... I'm not sure if the thought amuses or appals me.)
(Think of the possibility of it turning out that mayonaise made that way is horrible, but that miracle whip is tasty... and the expectation that I'll get a rather upset email from one of my readers, who is watching her intra-ocular pressure and has an on-the-record opinion about Miracle Whip)
Wow... no, those thoughts aren't weird mental flashes from the over-tired mind. It really is just semi-exuberant thoughts from a person riding a small personal victory.
The feeling of energy coursing through you...
The feeling that this is how people were meant to move...
The feeling of the air deep in your lungs...
The feeling of the wind in your face...
The feeling of FREEDOM!
The feeling of that slight tightness in your chest...
The feeling of that metallic taste in your mouth...
The realization that you made it two minutes and ten seconds before calling a 30 second break, and then ended up only jogging about ten minutes out of twenty... Sigh.
But, I did it... I went jogging on the first day I had an honest chance to do so. Okay, granted... I did it so that I could drive to work tonight, rather than ride my bike. But, on the plus side, it was raining, so I was better off jogging for exercise.
And wow...
I mean, I know biking and jogging use totally different muscles, but *WOW*.
Tuna for dinner tonight. Lots of tuna. (Look at the side of a can of water packed tuna... goggle at the huge amount of protein. Good for rebuilding stressed muscles. Ignore the fact that I'll mix it with Miracle Whip, sending the fat content out of sight.
(Think about the possibilities of making mayonaise and miracle whip out of hemp oil or flax oil, to get all of those Omega-3s.)
(Think of the possibility of making either out of hemp oil gained from 'live' cannibis plants... I'm not sure if the thought amuses or appals me.)
(Think of the possibility of it turning out that mayonaise made that way is horrible, but that miracle whip is tasty... and the expectation that I'll get a rather upset email from one of my readers, who is watching her intra-ocular pressure and has an on-the-record opinion about Miracle Whip)
Wow... no, those thoughts aren't weird mental flashes from the over-tired mind. It really is just semi-exuberant thoughts from a person riding a small personal victory.
