not joking feet

I went to the store the other night. The air was like ice, and I just wanted to be where I was going. 

So I ran.

No big deal. It's not far.

I got to the store and that's when it hit me... 

6 months ago, that wouldn't have been possible. 

My legs don't call the shots anymore.

I wouldn't call myself a runner by any means, but up until 6 months ago, if I was in a hurry, I'd have run about 8 steps, then my body would have decided "enough of this joke" and slowed to a walk again.