A Morning Jog

It had been about a month since I last went on a run and since the last thing I wanted was to gain the famous "Freshman 15" I decided that I better get back into my routine. I put on my shoes, donned my headphones and walked out the door. It was a beautiful day for a jog and I was excited to start running again. About two minutes into my run, however, I was already panting and breathing heavy.

"Last time I ran, I don't remember it being so difficult," I thought to myself.

I pushed through the pain, telling myself it would get easier; i was, indeed, mistaken. In a matter of minutes I was sweating profusely, totally out of breath, and defeated. I reduced speed to a steady walk as I tried to grasp the concept of why I was in such bad shape. And then a lightbulb went off in my head; an epiphany if you will. To be good and excel at something you have to continually and consistently work on it. I expected, after 30 days of not running, to go out and run a marathon. It doesn't work that way. You can't just take a break, like I did, and expect to start right where you left off.

I've been on a run since that day and, although it hasn't been long, I can already feel the results I'm getting from consistently working towards my goal. Maybe after a week or so, I won't be dying after such a short jog.