Breathing is a Beautiful Thing

I mentioned I got an inhaler from my doc and how it was a great thing, right?
Well yesterday, I took the inhaler a little earlier than that first day to see if it would help me even more. 
HOLY COW!
I was just doing cardio, so it was going to be easy to tell.  Within 5 minutes of doing a walk at my warm-up pace, I felt great!  My lungs were open, I could breathe like a normal person, and I knew that the only thing holding me back would be if my legs or arms just couldn't take it.
So I pushed myself a little further . . . and then a little more. . .
Until finally I finished my cardio, not because I was too tired or my lungs began to hurt (they were definitely working, just not constricting like a boa).  I finished because I started thinking about how grateful I am for a doctor who listened to me.  I am grateful for my lungs being able to work properly.  I feel as if everything is opening up for me and I can literally and figuratively breathe.  I can work out without feeling like a loser 5 minutes in to a routine.  I feel as if I have been given the golden ticket to losing weight! 
I am ready to RUN!!!

Basically, breathing is a beautiful thing.  :D