44 days
...that's how long it's been since I went for my last run. A little over 6 weeks. I can't decide which sounds longer... 44 days or 6 weeks. Not to sound dramatic (too late) but it feels like it's been an eternity. I honestly can't remember what going for a run feels like. How weird is that?! Early on in this non-running process I craved the feeling of a good run, or a bad run, really any kind of run. I felt like something was missing physically, like my body needed to be doing something but it wasn't. Similar, I guess, to how it feels when you're training your ass off for a distance race and taper week comes and you just don't feel right because your body needs the feeling that running provides. That's how I felt for pretty much the whole month of August. I physically felt the need/desire to run. I was also pretty bitter and sad and tearful. The physical need/desire is gone, possibly because my knee hurts so badly...