That's what I told DH when I got home from my run this morning and totally felt like Forrest Gump as I was saying. I even said it with his little accent. :-)
Today's run ended up being 5 miles. I totally got into the groove and didn't want to stop, but my legs were getting tired and I didn't want to over do it. The good news is that my lungs did great! A few months ago I felt like I was going to die before reaching 1 mile. It's great really being able to realize the progress that is being made to my body's physical capabilities.
Now I can enjoy a piece of Birthday cake without the guilt.
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