I used to be a runner. I'm not talking about jogging for exercise. I'm talking competitive national runner, went to college on scholarship kind of runner. Anyone who knows me now probably wouldn't even know that about me. I haven't run a day since college, and that was like 14 years ago! But today I was outside walking our puppy (this creature has more energy than my 4 kids combined), and it happened. I broke out into a jog. I couldn't help it. Maybe she inspired me. Maybe as I drew in the fresh air, I felt more alive. Maybe, as I was walking through our winter wonderland (yes, snow), the beautiful juxtaposition of winter and spring all at the same time overtook me. I don't know. But I can say this - it felt good! It was a different kind of good than working hard all day at home. Maybe that's what I enjoyed so much about it. I'll have to remember this the next time my puppy forces me outside!
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