Again! One, two, three...

I've got a smile in my step again.
Day two of week one was a total success tonight.
Decided to take the route we tried on night one with only some minor downhill action,
needless to say I've figured out what was the cause of my extreme shin pain.
We started out late tonight, sometime after 11:15.
The brisk walk was 7 minutes instead of 5 but that didn't hamper my mood.
Something in me was ready to run tonight and instead of jogging I took off like a bat out of hell.
It felt like my legs were in control, and I was awed at how fast I could fly.
I reminded myself shortly thereafter, during a cramp in my side, that there is a reason we let the logic take the wheel.
I tried to slow down during my next few "runs" but the speed was still in me, slowing ever so slightly each time I began. The walks seemed less comforting, and I'm sure my sonic boom had a lot to do with that, but I just kept going.
I wasn't bothered with pain my legs tonight; cramping, nausea and trouble breathing though- I had my fair share. But I used the trick I learned on my first night, I used the focus.
The full moon was shining down on me, deep golden orange and encouraging me every step of the way. The shadows of my legs seemed to stretch on for miles, my feet gaining on them with every stride. I thought of my breath, my feet, the sweat trickling down my back, and the moon guiding my path. The focus doesn't just stop you from noticing the pain, it completely disperses it. It isn't like a 500 mg dose of acetaminophen, or a heating pad on a cramping stomach. Its like a moment of true zen, the motion of the world slowed to a breathless crawl and the only sound that matters is the pounding of your shoes on the pavement.
I was surprised when my partner said we were almost done, seeing as I hadn't had the breath to ask halfway through. Two more jogs got me home, my zen fading and my feet gaining roughly a metric ton.
When I came in the door I must have paced my kitchen 20 times regaining my breath enough to tell my husband that I was indeed alright. He smiled as he saw me covered in sweat and pointed out each part of my hoodie that had turned a dark gray. I grinned along and patted myself on the back, an affirmation of my self confidence.
There is no question about my plan for self domination come Tuesday night.
Day 3 is close at hand and I intend to ravish it.

-Lisa