Yesterday, I ran for the first time in 3 months.
To the exact day.
It was time.
It felt better yesterday than it did today.
I am sore.
I was able to go around 2 miles!
It's a guess because I couldn't find my GPS, so I decided to run until I got tired.
As I finished, Patrick happened to be coming up the road on his way home.
I laid on the bed in my sweaty running clothes for a very long time to recooperate.
I was surprised that I did not have to start completely over.