I went for my first run since my hospital stay last December. Don’t ask me what I was thinking; I don’t know myself, but I do know that I felt energized enough (by my cleanse, perhaps?) to try it. It was wonderful. Granted, it was difficult and I was practically going backwards, that’s how slow it felt, but I was out there, I was running, and it was bliss. I was reminded just how much I love running, and how effectively the act can funnel my thoughts into one long stream, instead of popcorn-like. Maybe this cleanse is paying off after all.