Running epiphonies

Four miles this morning in 39:14. That's pretty good considering I haven't run in awhile and I felt like my lungs wanted to explode out of my chest the whole time. I forgot how hard it is to run in the hotter weather. I've been so used to training in the cool that running this summer has been a challenge for me. It isn't so much the heat, but how heavy the air is with moisture. It pushes against my chest and I feel like my lungs can't expand. Running on short breaths is hard. And I've even been doing well with my yoga to work on my breathing. (It's amazing how a few deep breaths can really relax you.)

I also had the epiphony that I need to write more. More of my creative stuff. I have trouble doing that too because I can never find the time to do it. When I finally have time, I feel like there's something else I should be doing. But I feel that with my writing, like running, I will lose it if I don't do it. I've got so much in my head from last summer alone that I want to write about (Sorry Lib, it's all military mushy love stuff) and if I don't write about it I'm going to forget it. I still remember everything as clear, especially my emotions, but I need to get it all down before it escapes me.
But for now, I'm going to go stretch, clean up, and shop. I haven't shopped in a while, nor do I usually, but I need stuff for Ireland. After all, I only have 13 more days.