I'd forgotten how much I like running a 5K. I like the people cheering me on and the strength of the morning sun against the chill of the air and the sweat of it, the hills and the go go go. This was the first race I've run in years, and so it was the first race in which my family stood at the finish line to cheer me on- and I liked that, too.
Most of all. I like accomplishing something in an arena in which I cannot, and do not, want to compete at any kind of legitimate level. I made it over the finish line in under 33 minutes! Which is pretty slow! And I was incredibly proud.