I get it

Okay, I get it. Now I understand how people can get addicted to this sport called running. I am now almost into my 5th week of my training schedule to do a 5k in 8 weeks and I am finding myself LOOKING FORWARD to my runs. I would like to say that again. I look forward to my runs. Never in my life have I looked forward to exercising. (Well, except for once when I had a crush on a personal trainer..but that's a story for another day.) There are several things that I like about it, I can't decide which is the best yet, so I'll list them all. I like that I am starting to fit better in my clothes. I like that I am doing things that a month ago were out of my reach. I like that the scale has finally started to move. I like that I was at wal-mart yesterday and tried on a pair of running pants and the size medium was too big. I love the solitude of just me, the road, my God and my music. I love when I am feeling like I'm at the end of what I can do and then a motivational song comes on and I get a burst of energy and can finish my set. I love that every time I have a new goal for the week that I think is going to be extremely difficult, it's not as hard as I thought... and I can do it. I love the feeling of accomplishment that comes with doing something that I didn't think I could do. I love to say things like "I just got back from running" or "I'm going running". I also like the fact that I can now look at myself from behind and think "whoa, that looks good!" Can I say that on TV? Anyway, I am now well on my way to being able to run a 5k. That sounds so foreign to me. I will wait until I can do something significant to call myself a runner..but I do run.