While on vacation in San Diego, I spontaneously laced up my running sneakers and went for an afternoon jog around the harbor. It had been almost two years since my last run. I had basically given up on ever running again, since my two knee surgeries and osteoarthritis.
“Why run now?” I questioned myself, as I jogged along side the gorgeous harbor that was dotted with towering yachts and pristine sailboats. “Because San Diego is the perfect place to do so!” I exclaimed to myself, as I past other joggers, walkers and cyclists. In the distance, I heard the sound of bagpipes. I thought for a moment that I was imagining the shrill sound, as if announcing and honoring my triumphant return to running. “How selfish and foolish of me,” I quickly thought, the sweat clinging to my body. “The endorphins must be kicking in now,” I toyed with this notion for a brief moment.
My heart was pounding, my face glowing, smiling, I darted past the bagpiper and gave him a thumbs up. A signal that yes – I am back and will run in moderation in spite of my osteoarthritis!
