QotD: More, More, More

What would you like to do more of?

Running.  And I've begun doing more of this.  And by more, I mean any at all.  I have been leading a very sedentary lifestyle, and it has taken its toll.  Although I've never been athletic, I've always loved outdoorsy, physical activities, like hiking, walking, bike riding, ultimate frisbee, marching band.  I went through a thin stage in high school, where I worked my abs (mostly to impress my new boyfriend, who still loves me with flabby abs,) and with all of the walking I was doing, I slimmed out nicely.  I even pierced my navel.  But, the college lifestyle, then night shifts, raped my body.  I'm up to 200 lbs, and I can feel the energy in me begging for release.

     Mr. and I have been using the gym at our complex.  It is great.  Weight training is a fun challenge, and I can feel my muscles coming alive, aching and eager.  I am starting to have more control over my movements, and already appear more toned.  But, it is the running that I want.  Running means endurance, health, life.  Two weeks ago, I started making myself jog for one minute.  Just one minute, and I felt like I was dying.  Then I started jogging for one minute every few minutes.  Those intervals are starting to build my endurance.  Today I jogged for two minutes at a time, four times in twenty minutes.

     I want to do more running because I want to be able to join teams, climb through the Sierra Nevadas, and keep up with my 60-year-old dad without blinking an eye.  Maybe run marathons, or something equally grand.  I want my heart to be strong so it can beat for many years to come.  I want to live out every dream my husband and I have dreamed up together, knowing that I am at my best at all times, and that my own vessel isn't my own enemy.