Starting again.

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.

*Perfect timing*

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.

Just again.