Just running for an hour at any speed is such a monumental accomplishment for me, and I can feel myself getting stronger. I've come to a place where running is an almost comfortable state for me, and I can speed up temporarily and slow back down to recover. Finishing a six-mile run is amazing. And running is doing so many good things for me.
I looked at my legs in the mirror the other day and they are looking almost like they did in college. I can fit into my "skinny clothes," including some that haven't fit since before I got pregnant with Suzi (my firstborn). I used to get winded easily while walking up hills, and now hills are no big deal unless I am running up them. I am able to wear Robert on my back in the Ergo for hours at a time while doing housework, and I don't get tired like I used to. And, finally, after being stuck about ten pounds over my ideal weight, it is starting to come down. Our nutritional changes have had an impact on that too, I'm sure.
One of the best things ever is to run as far as you can, get all sweaty and gross, and then take a shower. I know that after we finish this 10K it'll be tempting to say "wheee! Let's train for a half marathon!" I can already feel the pull of that challenge. I don't know. I really never meant to do a 10K when I started! But I didn't realize how great it would feel to accomplish a six-mile run. I'm sure that eight miles, ten miles, thirteen would feel incredible. I definitely don't think I'll ever do a whole marathon, though.