The impossible became possible, I have become a runner

Well folks, the day has come! The day that I thought never, ever could be possible. The day that I have tried for, for years and failed numerous times. For this attempt, finally after 9 weeks and 2 days, I have become a runner. I have had my first, as they say, (I think) "floating run". I could have kept going tonight. I came home at dusk, changed into my running capris, long sleeves shirt (it was 58 degrees, and wonderful), my flashing arm band, my phone in hand, my HRM, and out I went. I felt great, I ran, I still felt great, I kept going, I still felt great, I went on, I didn't feel like walking, I felt great still, I was smiling, mile 2 came, wow, I still felt great, really? I didn't want to stop? I kept going, I went faster, and felt great, really? Was it beacuse it was getting dark, cooler temperatures, I didn't want to get hit on a country road, I kept going and still felt great. Wow! Is this what it's supposed to feel like to run? Is this what "they" talk about? All those runner people who love to run, is this what they mean? Did I finally experience some of what they have?

I have triend year in and year out to get there. I have failed each and every single time. I have no idea why this time I stuck with it, why this time it finally clicked. This time I have also lost 30 lbs. along the way. Maybe that has helped, maybe? I am older, more mature maybe, a different attitude, a different perspective? Who knows! Does it matter? All that matters is that I did it! It finally worked.
And when I was done, I cried. Yes, I cried! It was an amazing moment for me. I feel I can now call myself a runner. I ran a semi decent pace for a semi decent distance and I felt damn good and I could have done more! Yay me!!