I started running again. I didn’t tell anyone this time. I didn’t do it for weight loss. I didn’t do it so I could run in one of the races at the OKC Marathon (this is the first year I haven’t signed up to run). I started running for me. I started because I wanted to run. I started because I missed running. I started because I like how it helps me to relieve stress. Running is simple. I lace my shoes and go. I am a runner.
PS – The photographer makes a comment about running shoes not supposed to be pretty and thinking his are the ugliest. I don’t care what my running shoes look like. I need them to work. I think I’ve had some just as hideous. 
Photo credit: minorissues
