Running

Takes my breath away. Literally.

Makes me feel like I wanna die, sometimes. Or at least stop and lie down.

Gives me sore legs.

Makes people I'm running up to from behind think that I'm some kind of perve, with my heavy panting breathing. Until they turn around and try not to laugh at this red-faced gal who's not even going all that fast.

Is like being in a relationship. You can't go away, neglect it, then come back and expect it to be as good as before.

BUT!

Running also...

Makes me feel good.

Keeps me fit. And healthy.

Gives me confidence.

Disciplines me (and not in a naughty way!).

Gives me a sense of achievement.

Makes me happy.