Day 10

Today I just felt like going for it. I put on the movie Butterfly Effect and went for the duration and then some. After the credits rolled I asked my wife to put in some Lamb of God, specifically the tune, 11th Hour.

Yeah. If that song doesn't get you fired up, you're dead.

Once the break started I jammed the 6 (mph) button and went for it, growling the lyrics right along with Randy Blythe. I felt alive! I was able to hold the pace too! For just a moment there I was that guy my wife fell in love with 10 years ago.

Still no email, but who cares? I finally believe that my life isn't over. So what I have to watch everything I eat for the rest of my life? So what I can never take a break from exercise again? So what I have to take a bunch of meds to keep me healthy and sane? So what I spent the better part of my life in a complete haze? I'm here now and I'm going to enjoy whatever time I have left to the best of my ability.

OK, so that's me, medicated and on a slight runner's high, but I'm sure I'm not alone in liking this version of me better than the other.

Day 10: 6+ miles in 122 minutes, including cool-down.

Booyah!