Dare To Do The Things You Said You Would Never Do

For years I have said that the only way I would ever run again was in the event of the zombie apocalypse.  Apparently the zombie apocalypse happened last Saturday.  Every day this week I have started my day with a mile and a half run.  I forgot how much I actually love to run.  Running was always something that I would do twice a day, how did I survive not doing it at all?
I realize that my reluctance to run was because I just could not physically do it and it would have drawn attention to myself.  Running was just another joy that I deprived myself of, so I could maintain my armor. 
As I have traveled on the path of the "Me Initiative" and my fitness and activity level has gone up I have more and more heard the call to run.  The need to hit the pavement was something I just could not ignore anymore.  I did not intend to start with a mile and a half distance. but it was a natural start and stop point from house.  I actually didn't track the distance until Thursday, so imagine my shock when I realized I had been going that far all week. 
I have not felt such inner piece as I have this week.  Those 3am moments when it's just me and the street lights enjoying the physical activity and the gentle slap of my sneakers on the sidewalk have really helped me to find my center.
I have never been a fast runner, but I could always run everyone else to the ground with my distances.  And I am okay with that.  I enjoy myself more when I move slow and steady as opposed to forcing myself to move fast.  My goal is to eventually manage three laps of my route.  The girls would like to do some 5ks like the color run and, amazingly enough, the zombie run.  But other than that my morning runs are just a time for me to center myself and enjoy the exertion.
I would have missed out on something I truly love if I had continued to ignore my need to run.  My stance of never running again was becoming a detriment to my progression and my emotional well being.  All because I was afraid that I would not be able to do it and someone might see my red face of exertion at the end of my run.
Do not let a statement you made long ago keep you from becoming the best version of you.  There are some things that I am fairly certain I will not do, like jumping out of a perfectly good airplane, but as soon as I find someone willing to give me a ride on their Harley I am ready.
What have you said you would never do?
Why do you feel you will not do it?