Got Fat So Ran

Best run ever.
And by "run" I mean "sitting on my bum hashing life out with my best friend in the whole world who if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be running and I can't believe she can't because she's busted her archilles".  That's what I mean by run.  We didn't.  But we did.

Sometimes you just can't deny it. That there is more to this than this.  Out running this morning. So early. So cold. So new.  And I just couldn't deny it.  There is more to this than this.  Run.  Awake your soul. 

I want to tell you about my anxiety. About my crippling fear. I really want to. But I can't put that in to words just yet.  All I can say about it is this.  I've been scared of running.  Scared of running alone. 
That's why I haven't been running proper. My best friend in the whole world has busted her Achilles. She's in hell. Can you imagine? Not being able to run? 
And there I was. ABLE to run. But not running.  Gotta be the greatest insult ever. 
So I started running again. 
Wanna start running again?
Let's go.  Lace up. Hair up. Run.