Runaway

Runaway

I am not an athlete. (me) But, because I love the idea of being a person who goes for morning runs, this morning I woke up at 6am and I went for a run. Do you ever continuously try doing something because you like the idea of it, but in reality, you hate it?  I WAS MISERABLE. I’m pretty positive my lungs grew fists and were trying to punch their way out of my chest. (I do the same thing with hot yoga- I hate it, but after enough time passes from my last session I’ll convince myself I liked it and go again. And again. And again.) In light of all this, if I ever become blessed with the ability to enjoy an early morning run, above are three pretty paths I’d like to go cruising down. (Wearing this hoodie, with one of these pups).

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