I ran again at lunch today. Wow. I can really see why people become fitness addicts. It's quite the rush to sit down after completing a run and you can feel the blood still coursing like mad through your veins trying to bring oxygen to all your poor muscles that are strangling on lactic acid.

I don't get sore anymore. The first time I ran, I ran for four minutes on, two minutes off and I was in agony for three days after while my unaccustomed muscles healed. Now it's a piece of cake. (mmm cake, I would luv to have a piece of cake right now). I can run for around 40 minutes without stopping. I ran 10k, I can run 7.5K in the pouring rain.

I feel amazing right now. Usually at this time, my lunch has settled into my stomach and my body is trying to sleep through the afternoon and I am fighting to keep my leaden eyes open. But not today!!!!! Today I feel like the day is going to breeze by and I can do anything, although I don't have anything to do...

I am really proud of myself. I think I have worked really hard at becoming a fit person. I went from being the person that was afraid to try anything involving exertion for fear that I was too out of shape and would embarass myself, or just hate being myself because I couldn't do it. I've gone from saying, no thanks, I'm not really an athletic person, I got all the artistic-ness in the family, to saying YES let's go I can do that. And I can!

I used to only be able to do half of one proper push up, ie DOWN. Now I can do 8 strong. And that's in the space of 2 months. It doesn't sound like much to some people, but to someone who has always though that she was not athletic, that's a miracle. I've never felt so good.

"Caught up in every minute, walk within it, can't I just breathe? Can't I just breathe? To smile again, it feels so good...."