
I ran 3.22 miles. It's a new route that I made up, which I think is a little safer to run when it's dark outside. Then it happened.
For the first time in probably 6 years, I got a runner's high. I was almost to the halfway mark of my run when I started to feel it. At first it just felt like my feet were gliding. I even questioned, "Did I take some drugs today?" No. I had not. When I headed home, I still felt like I was floating. It felt so good. My feet felt different in my shoes, and I could feel a breeze on my toes. I stopped to remember what kind of socks I'd put on, and yes, they are the same socks that I always wear when I run. The endorphins were really showing up this time and not just phoning it in.
That's the thing about runner's highs - for me, anyway - is I never know when they're going to show up.
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