This photo is from 6 AM Sunday. I couldn't sleep so I walked to Central Park where I was promptly eaten for breakfast by a flock of wild mosquitos. My right leg is a bumpy, itchy mess. So pretty!

I Remember

Date: July 31, 2013 at 5:13 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 74

Last week I wrote about how when you’ve been sick for so long, you forget what it’s like to be healthy.

Last week I got sparse glimpses of that healthy life I used to live.

This week, though?

This week I’m really, deeply remembering all the most important feelings I used to know so well.

On Saturday, I remembered what it feels like to wake up with the sun on a weekend.

I remembered what it feels like to spend quite a while in the bathroom, eat a bit for breakfast and then lace up my Adrenalines to head toward Central Park.

I remembered what it feels like to start running at Engineers’ Gate.

I remembered how crowded the main drive gets during marathon training season and I remembered that it’s sometimes smarter to run with the flow of runners rather than against it — even if that means slightly less exciting people watching along the way.

I remembered what the west side hills feel like. (They hurt.)

You've got nice views, west side, but ya hurt like a bitch. In a good way. For now. Good way bitch hurting for now.

You’ve got nice views, west side, but ya hurt like a bitch. In a good way. For now. Good way bitch hurting for now.

I remembered what it feels like to have a million route options within Central Park, and I remembered every twist, turn, incline and decline on all of them.

I remembered what it feels like to finish a loop of the park and find myself back at Engineers’ Gate.

I remembered what it feels like to keep going.

I remembered the unsteady ground on the Bridle Path and I remembered the gentle left turns along the Reservoir.

This photo is from 6 AM Sunday. I couldn't sleep so I walked to Central Park where I was promptly eaten for breakfast by a flock of wild mosquitos. My right leg is a bumpy, itchy mess. So pretty!

This photo is from 6 AM Sunday. I couldn’t sleep so I walked to Central Park where I was promptly eaten for breakfast by a flock of wild mosquitos. My right leg is a bumpy, itchy mess. So pretty!

Then, 10 miles later, I remembered what it feels like to run double-digit miles. It feels amazing.

Best of all? I remembered how good it feels to approach a bathroom, know it was open for my use — and then keep running because I don’t need it.

On Saturday, I spent the morning running in Central Park for the first time since February. It was my first bathroom-stop-free run of 2013.

As soon as I finished my run — at Engineers’ Gate, of course — I texted my friend Kristan. And then, of course, I visited my dear imaginary friend Bernie and shed [more than] a few happy tears. I couldn’t wipe the silly-stupid grin off my face for the rest of the day.

Also my first time running in sunglasses for some reason. That was weird. Bernie didn't care. He's so accepting.

Also my first time running in sunglasses for some reason. That was weird. Bernie didn’t care. He’s so accepting.

My first double-digit miles.

My first entirely stop-free run.

I remembered everything so clearly — including the amazing smell of my hard-earned mango soap.

And I remembered that being healthy, if only for the span of 10 minutes or 10 miles, feels so good.

Oh and in the aftermath of my runner’s high, I remembered that sometimes really good runs can be a fluke. So to be sure this one wasn’t, I attempted to make my weekday morning run return on Tuesday.

I'm newly obsessed with the park benches. I especially loved the message on this one.

I’m newly obsessed with the park benches. I especially loved the message on this one.

7.25 miles. No bathroom stops. Countless hugs, high fives and cheers from my friends in the park, and a boy on a bike poised at Engineers’ Gate when I was done.

I stood at Engineers' Gate for 20 minutes after finishing my run. I just stood there, all happy.

I stood at Engineers’ Gate for 20 minutes after finishing my run. I just stood there, all happy.

I like remembering.

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