I've been running again this summer. No, really. Two miles a day now, 3-5 days a week. It's getting quite easy, like a plateau. I owe lots of gratitude for motivation to Greg, my running partner. That feeling, the feeling of ohmygosh, I can do this, there's power in those legs, is still a novelty. And my head is quiet as I put one foot in front of the other. This morning, I reveled in the frigid low humidty 65 degree weather. The commitment is to keep it up into the school year until it's too nasty to run. I think I can.