I think we all have that one person that we never truley get over, that we still think about right before bed everynight, or you will always jump at a chance to talk to ever tho you know you shouldn’t talk to, or the first person you think of whenever you’re drunk.
Today made history. First time I have stepped on a track in over a year. I did a half mile warmup, followed by a mile of running (including 3/4 lap total walking), and 4 barefoot strides on the grass. I didn’t feel great and everything felt tight and achey and sore especially my knee, but it felt so nice to be on a track again. It was so warm out and perfect for a 5pm run. Ugh I’ve missed it. I hope I’m feeling okay tomorrow because I would love to get back there tomorrow.