My own little marathon morning

Woo hoo today I have the day off work. My eldest son has mental illness/brain injury and I have to take him to the Dr's which has taken me three weeks to get the appointment so I decided that I would also see my Dr and have all the usual ageing tests that one is suppose to have done so what a darn good reason to have a day off. I was feeling a bit flat because I wouldn't be doing Jacob's ladder with my work mate and am one of those people who needs a bomb under her butt to get moving so didn't think I would do any exercise today but...............................I got up, put on my runners and I jogged for 35mins straight! Yep 35 minutes. Woo hoo for me. By the time I got back onto my road I had the stupidest grin on my face and even though the sweat was pouring off me I could still breathe quite calmly. I felt fantastic. I got in the car and measured it out and I had run 3.7 K's. Honestly half way through I was talking to myself and it went something like 'cmon just to the next street then ok you can stop when you get to that house down there' etc and I did it the whole way till I saw my house. I feel really pleased to have accomplished this little goal. I will be happy when I can jog 10 K's and will slowly work my way up to that. After years and years of hearing 'exercise is a good thing' I think that 'they' might be right. xx