Running Revelations

So there I was in Walmart's checkout line when I suddenly realized I had left my wallet on the car seat. No problem, I thought, I'll just write a check! But then the computer asked for my I.D., and I was in a quandry. The checker said, "I'll wait," and although the line behind me looked pretty grumpy, I decided I'd go ahead and sprint for the car.

I had parked far away so as to get my requisite exercise for the day, and before I knew it I was jogging. Now you have to understand, I have not run anywhere for almost 50 years. There was no sports bra on earth that could contain me, nor any way I could glide along at anything faster than a brisk walk, without jarring pain from the bounce of my chest.

And here I was...actually running! I was breathing in the crisp, cold air. I was bounding along with nary a bounce. No jiggles or wiggles! It was fun! It was exhilarating! I realized in a flash, that I probably hadn't run like this since I was about 8 years old.

And I felt like I was 8 again. Before I knew it, I was leaping and skipping too. I made it to the car, grabbed my wallet, and ran back. I wanted to revisit what had just happened, just to see if I could make it happen again. I felt great. It was incredible.

So if you've heard reports of a middle-aged woman zipping through the Walmart parking lot today, acting like a crazy kid...that was me.