I ran for the first time last Friday morning after a strange pain in my leg forced me to take a two week break. I woke up that morning excited to get moving again, although I knew I would have to stop at twenty minutes. Anything longer will aggravate my leg, so for now I must refrain from running as much as I want to. Still, just being out in my peaceful neighborhood allows me to get a taste for my new interest that's slowly growing into a passion.
Since last Friday I've gone on a total of four runs, and each time I feel less apprehensive about my leg. At first I was worried that my leg would protest, keeping me from running at all, but now I feel confident that as long as I control the length of my runs my troublesome leg will keep quiet. I can't wait to go running tomorrow morning, bright and early.