This morning I ran outside, versus the treadmill. It was so nice to feel the sun. And the running effort, while harder, felt more responsive to how I actually felt. The treadmill always feels somewhat fake. Like I am not really running or even a real runner. Of course, I was slow and had to walk a bit, but it still felt good. Even through the pain and the sweat, I couldn't help but smile. There is just something special about having your sole (soul) touch the earth. And that’s what running is all about, right?