Let me start off by saying that there is one way gardening is not like running for me. I started running about six months ago, and if you had asked me my opinion of running before then I would have said something like, “Oh, I can’t stand running, one of my least favorite things to do.” On the contrary, I have never felt that way about gardening, not before I started doing it nor when I was just starting out. But, in many other ways the two are very similar.
I am stretched out on the couch as I write this, and I may not be able to get up when I am done. Not only do my muscles ache from head to toe, they are so tired I find it hard to do routine things like take out the kitchen trash. The last five mornings have found me using my muscles, my body, my mind in a way I have not had an opportunity to do in years, and it all starts before the sun rises.