I'm a runner.
Ha ha! That was funny.
I can run ONE mile at a time. And I'm sooo proud!
If you are anything like me, you have a love/hate relationship with exercise. Love to have done it, hate to really make yourself do it. But then I found running. I started running six months ago, post-baby-number-seven. I decided I was done paying for gym membership, really wanted to be outdoors, and wanted to be able to work out wherever and whenever.
What to wear.
MOST PEOPLE RUN IN TANK TOPS AND SHORTS.
I don't wear tank tops and shorts.
Could I, should I, run in a skirt?
Would I, would I, run in long sleeves?
Can I, do I, run with my head fully covered??
Or am I doomed to the treadmill in my basement? (Aaaagh. Anything but that.)
So, yes, my decision to run was delayed for awhile due to this very silly, superficial issue of what to wear.
There's another thing.
I don't like to run in public. I know that sounds weird but I feel funny when people I know watch me run. Like, a race. Like, in my neighborhood. I feel exposed.
So I've come up with a great solution. I run in another neighborhood, in my long sleeves and long skirt, and tie a bandanna over my head, and run!
And I love it!
And I feel very Orthodox!
Especially in the summer!
And that's OK!
And maybe one day I will surpass the one mile mark!