Nothing tastes as good as todays run felt!

As I was walking out of the gym to my car I was hit with this overwhelming feeling of shear..... joy/happiness/awesomeness/wellbeing/accomplishment....I can't even describe it but it was an awesome feeling.  I thought of the saying my sister just reminded me of, "Nothing Tastes As Good As Thin Feels"  Since I havne't been "thin" since circa 1997, I honestly can't say I have yet to truly know that quote.  But I digress, let's get to the skinny of today's post (pardon the pun!)  I'm a s - l - o - w runner.  Around week 5 of the C25K I had to come to terms with the fact that I could only jog at a 4.2 to 4.5 if I really wanted to run longer.  So, I've been trotting along most recently at a 4.5 comfortably and even up to a 4.8 consistently.  I have been feeling really good about my most of my runs (except those darn 4 milers!)  To put things in perspective, I'm relatively a taller gal clocking in at 5'8" with long legs.  Once again, slow runner but okay with it....for now.
Well today I decided before my run I was just going to start out at 5.0 and see how long before I hyper-ventilated and had to drop back down to my standard 4.5.  Did I have to?  NOOOO!  I felt great at 5.0!  Not winded, not looking like I was going to pass out, just comfortably running.  Today was the day I felt like a runner, a REAL runner.  I know I shouldn't be obsessed about numbers but I can't help it.  At this point in my journey, numbers are a help not a hinderance.  I ran 3 miles at an 11 something pace!  If I could just bottle this feeling pull it out and bask in the glow through out the day....hmmmmm....put's a smile on my face just thinking about it! 
NOTHING could ever taste as good as this momment felt.