But I run.
I run because it's simple. It doesn't require a membership or a DVD or any tricky movements. I run because walking became too easy, too mundane to start my mornings.
I run for me, and me alone.
Walking is still part of the route — I'm pacing myself, pushing myself a little further each day. But still, it's running. And one day I won't walk at all.
The scale didn't show progress this week, but my shoes did. As I hit the road this morning, I tried to remember that my journey is about my health, and it's not a race. It's just one big running path, with hills and slopes and twists and turns.
And as long as I don't turn around, I'll find the finish someday.
I've just got to keep running.