Running is an activity that I had, previous to this past fall, reserved in my mind for athletes, men, and mothers who used to be athletes or men. Usually, these people who I associated with running in my imagination were very spindly and can just run for miles, using godlike energy to keep their legs moving. They have all the money in the world to buy as much sporting equipment as they can drape or strap onto their impecable bodies so that they almost look like darting fish underwater, only they aren't underwater at all. I have, over the years, tried my hardest to be a "runner". I've drug my sluggish body out of bed at all hours of the day to try and force it to activity. I gave up on running for a long time. I find it boring unless I have music, but I have found that once I have music, running might be my favorite free activity to do alone (well, almost). I need to conserve all the money I possibly can at this point, so I've been running again, not to mention the weather has been ridiculously warm and spring-like (we have been mislead by that groundhog) and so, I am very sore! I've been stretching and drinking water, but I think my body is just getting used to it all again. Also, there was another article in Science News about birthing and mothers, having to do with Postpartum Depression. I find these articles to be interesting, but I'm wondering what the fascination with children is all of a sudden on Science News. Is it because it's spring and people have babies in the spring, because technically it's not even spring yet. Ok, my mind is a little mushy after having written for two days straight........I hope you have a pleasant Tuesday and thanks for reading!
~Lisa "Cornwallis" Burton