…and it felt good! Surprisingly, it felt really good! Now, I only ran from the park in my subdivision to my house, the equivalent of about 1/16th of a mile…hahaha…but hey, you gotta start somewhere!
Needless to say, I was huffing and puffing, and so was my dog, Sampson. We both walked in the house like “whew.” I hadn’t intended on running. We were out for our normal morning stroll. When I got outside of that gate something just said go! Run! And that I did. Which has me thinking. We wait, and wait, and wait for the right time to do things, the right time to start exercising, the right time to diet, the right time to run that marathon, the right time to do whatever is on your heart’s desire to do. Why wait? Sometimes you just have to start running. I had on walking sneaks with no socks, so what? I had a dog leash in one hand and my mail in another hand, so what. I hadn’t planned it, so what? It was a very short distance, so what? SO WHAT? No matter the circumstances, surroundings or environment, when it’s time, IT’S TIME.
As I’ve committed to getting back to what this blog was initially about, I’ve also recommitted to training for that 1/2 marathon I never ran. I challenged my brother to join me so, God willing, I’ll be running the Chicago 1/2 marathon in September alongside beautiful Lake Michigan. Pray for me! Seriously…
Let’s hear from you? Tips. Motivation. What do you need to push that GO button? Cancer Survivors, how’s your journey on the road to good health?