I ran today. So I skipped Thurs­day and Sat­ur­day, but what­ever. It’s bound to hap­pen some­times. What’s worse is that I made cook­ies all day yes­ter­day. Haha. Good way to keep to the goal. But this morn­ing I woke up after hav­ing dreams of Star Wars and Sith lords, and I made myself go out for a run. It was later in the morn­ing than I wanted, but I did it any­way. The sun was out, it was past 60 degrees, and the Pan­han­dle was full of peo­ple. One rea­son I like to go out early in the morn­ing is that the park isn’t so full of strollers and dog walk­ers. They hog the path and expect every­one else to get out of their way. But I’m not going to rant. Pub­lic space is public.

I did my inter­vals, wish­ing I could do more than just a minute at a time, but my legs were adamantly opposed to any­thing my brain asked for, so I did just what I was sup­posed to do. I can’t hurt myself again and take six months off to recu­per­ate. It felt good, regard­less. My legs are a lit­tle sore, they’ve got that kind of warm feel­ing that sore mus­cles have. I don’t know that feel­ing too well, and I like it. Is this part of the “high” that peo­ple talk about? My god, I want my legs back. I used to have really nice legs when I was younger. I’m glad I built up that mus­cle tone in my youth.

While I was show­er­ing, two things occurred to me: one, sweat­ing is so good for your pores — my skin always feels so much more clean after I sweat; and two, I should really add walk­ing to the days when I don’t run. There is no rea­son why I need to take the whole day off, and even the experts (in my head) say you shouldn’t take a full day off unless you’re injured. Fur­ther, get­ting up at the same time every day, which I already do, will strengthen my habit and make it eas­ier to keep up the early morn­ing runs. If I left by 7 a.m., I would have plenty of time in the morn­ing to exer­cise and get ready for school. And I would avoid all of the other peo­ple in the park, except for the hard­core run­ners and the speed rac­ers on bikes on their way to who knows where.

In other news, grades for the fall semes­ter came out. I got two A’s and a B: health, his­tory, and phi­los­o­phy, respec­tively. So yay for me.