I've always said running is my sanity without it I'm a grouch. It's my daily therapy. If I have a good run at a great pace, oh Happy Day! But then again with it, I do crazy things . . .
What sane person gets up early every Saturday to run for a couple of hours? . . . . in the freezing cold.
I have been so cold that my eyelashes have frozen shut and I need to wipe them with a glove, my ipod froze, my water bottle froze solid, my hair froze and yet I got up early and ran.
I started questioning my sanity when I was thinking of yesterday's run. My leg had hurt so bad most of the week due to a pinched sciatic nerve that I could barely walk. Finally, I gave in and went to a chiropractor. He readjusted me then did electric therapy (once again I'm questioning my sanity with electricity coursing through my body). Anyways, I rested for a day got up at 5 a.m. and to see if I was up for a 20 mile run that day did two loops around the living room. I deemed myself miraculously healed and took off on a run. I'm pretty sure sane people don't behave in this manner.
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