I got out of bed and for the first time in 3 weeks I was not in sheer pain after laying in bed for 8 hours. I did my stretches with great success and got so excited I just threw on my running shoes, promising myself to be extra-oh-so- careful. I was walking down the stairs saying to myself --"I promise, I promise, I promise I'll be so careful." I got outside in that clear blue pre-dawn sky and did a slow little jaunt down the street, leaning forward, arm closer to upperbody-swing the way they taught me to defer the shock in PT.....so slowly, so slowly I thought, I'll just go a little ways down the trail. I tried to keep my head forward they way they taught me but I couldn't help looking up at the yellow, red, and orage leaves against the sunrise sky. No one was on the trail and I was in sheer exctasy. I mean, I got teary eyed and overcome with gratitutde and everything. Then this runner coming from the other direction sort of looked at me funny. Wiping aways the little tears, I realized suddenly that I was still wearing my stripey pajamas and running shoes (that plus my hair was all crazy and matted because I hadn't even brushed it yet)....I'd only planned on going a couple of hundred yards but got carried away. I did 2 miles in the morning this way, and then 2 more carefully and slowly in the afternoon. I won't bore you with how gorgeous this fall day was by 5:00 p.m. It was glorious, and filled with all my favorite colors and tempetures. No one in this world could have enjoyed it more than me. | 