Running With Abandon, Even With a Mouthful of Gnats!

I just started running again after my last baby. I use "again" loosely here, because I'm a fairly new runner. Until four years ago, I pretty much hated running. To me it was the definition of masochism because why would someone run, when they could walk and actually enjoy themselves? Or drive, for that matter. But a friend invited me to run with him for a cause he supported, I didn't die during the event, and my love for running began....more