I went for a run today, after having not run for the last couple of days. (I didn't skip exercise entirely the last couple of days - I just didn't run.) Anyway, I discovered something odd (for me, at least). I had actually missed running. I mean, not just missed in the sense of "didn't do it", but missed it in the sense of "wish you were here" missing. Am I making sense?
At least part of the reason I enjoy running is that I live in an amazingly beautiful place. Recently, I've been running into an area of the village where I can see the Pamlico Sound, and if there's any single thing I need to do every day to keep my spirits up (other than get outside) it's see salt water. (Good thing I live on an island, huh?)
Anyway, this is definitely odd for me. Exercise is not something I ever expected to miss.
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