I just walked/ran 2.2 miles! I literally feel like I’m on top of the world right now. I didn’t stop, not once, to catch my breath. When I got too tired from running, I power walked. Hubby, being the sweetie pie that he is, came along, even though he hates to run. But he’s in much better shape than I am so being near him challenged me. He would tell me to pick up the pace and run ahead, or he’d come behind me and tell me to pretend he was going to steal my wallet. I kept yelling at him that I didn’t have one, as I ran to get away from his prying fingers (which by the way reached more for my butt than my pockets, that little perv, lol).
Either way, it was the perfect time of day. Just before dusk, the air was cool and moist, it even drizzled a bit. By the time we reached our destination, my mothers house (for water and bathroom break), it was completely dark out. So, we asked for a ride home and clocked the distance. 2.2 miles! Holy crap! My goal: to be able to make it there and back. 4.4 miles. That’s what I’m going to work toward. I’m just so excited!
I read in a Women’s Health magazine that running releases the same endorphins in the brain as eating a chocolate bar. That’s news to me. I do feel pretty awesome. They may be on to something. 
I wonder if I’ll be able to write in this manic state. Hmm… there’s a thought. *pulls out WIP*
