Running the stress away

I have a love/hate relationship with running. I have this desire to run and sign up for races, and train for races, and run races, but I hate running at the same time. It takes so much out of me and gives me so much at the same time. I can't even explain it that well, I guess you have to be a runner to understand. I ran three miles last night alternating a slow jog and a sprint every half mile. It about killed me, but I did it in just over a half an hour. At just about the halfway mark, Scott met me on the trail with water and encouragement. It was so sweet. He knew this was the hardest I have ran in a while and that I was nervous. That is why I love Scott, he is so supportive and thoughtful. On Saturday I want to run 7 or 8 miles. I hope I can get my running buddy (you know who you are) to run with me. I promise it will be worth it. If anyone else wants to join me, let me know. I'm anticipating it to take about two hours. These are my thoughts on running and by the way I did the math and in the last two months I have lost about five pounds. I didn't think it was that much so that was a nice suprise.