I think it’s over. Really. I think that I have finally reached the turning point in my on-again-off-again affair with running. I am serious this time – it’s really over. No more running because I have to, even when the weather is awful. No more running at a pace that keeps me uncomfortable. No more running when I really want to stop. It’s over. I’m done. We’re through. For keeps.
But maybe, just maybe, I’ll re-evaluate when the weather gets nicer.