I’ ve taken to running lately. There’s a huge field at the end of our street that hugs the nearby woods. I don’t venture into the woods because the sun’s rays hardly penetrate the foliage but the field’s sunny and airy as ever. Last week at dinner Mom was talking about a new psychology study.
“Researchers have found that even a single session of exercise can instantly lift the mood of someone suffering from a major depressive order. So something as simple as running can help to cure depression. Imagine that” she exclaimed “they’re calling it ‘runner’s high’ “!
I kick up the dust pummeling the air in front of me with my fists and breathe breathe breathe.
And then she suggested yesterday that I get out for some air and innocently added “Maybe a run” in as light a tone as possible.
