The knees know

I have a running routine now. Ha. Yes, the middle age, overweight, desk job working, wife and mother has a running routine. I kinda can't believe it.

I have two running options - timer in hand I head outside or I go to the gym and turn up my music. I do it three times a week and have been increasing my running time a minute each week; this is Week 6. Six minutes of running and 1 minute of walking, six times. I like to run on Monday and Wednesday and then ideally Friday but usually Saturday.

That's my routine.

I take my gear to work now so if I can manage a lunch time run I'm ready. I may go at night, not yet an early riser runner.

This running thing is now part of my life, it is an expression of myself. I sweat, increase my time, push myself, and get intense crazy moments of pure energy that force me to run faster. And then the energy fades. My run ends and I am always satisfied, always better than I was before.

After the run, life continues.

I forget about the run I ran. My knees don't but the rest of me does.

I want to change that. I want this running routine not to be just something I do but something I am. I haven't figured out how to do that yet.