Doing the things we used to love to do

For me it is Running. I run and run and run, or at least I used too, until this depressive episode struck resulting on me starting Citalopram. 4 weeks in, things are looking up. I won't say great yet, but definitely up. It maybe partly due to being signed off work (the cause of my anxiety and depression). My bromiter for feeling better is to get back to running and enjoy it. I went from running 7-8 times a week to nothing overnight. 

Over the past 2 weeks I've managed to get out for a couple of runs. I even did one race, but I raced slowly, without my stopwatch, and without pressure of time. 

Last night I ran with a good friend. Again slowly for me, but at last I felt a little better. I was running without the awful stress and tension in my shoulders. At last I enjoyed it again. The buzz of endorphins at the end made me feel great. So much so I ventured back to my running club this evening. That though was maybe a step too quick. I don't have the legs for running 2 days in a row anymore. I've got to build it up slowly. I guess the same approach as when I started the cit. but still, I did it, and that was a massive milestone for me today. 

Take care all.

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