me, run?

so i decided to take the dogs for a walk, second time in a week- believe it or not. out the back door, ran around the house up to the street with them, and kept on running. well, not running like running for my life, but certainly not walking. not even jogging. longer strides than jogging. but i did it. for a little bit. then i thought my chest was going to burn up. not coughing, not short of breath, but fire from hell placed in my lungs. so i breathed it out and when it went away, i felt like doing it again. i don't understand this. but i did it anyways....felt good when i got home. had a little rush, much needed considering the state of my mind lately. maybe i'll do it again. maybe not.