Oh, the running drama. Honestly I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve told you guys that I’m picking up running again only to turn around and say that I will never run for the rest of my life. I have no excuses for this, but I do have some good news: through a LOT of rest, proper strength training and losing some weight I’ve been able to start running again. Not a lot, mostly shorter distances for interval training, but I’m running nonetheless. I’ll take it!
Honestly I didn’t have a really huge revelation for today’s dare other than this: if I am going to work on being bold in all areas of my life that means I have to take initiative. What a concept, right? But really, if I want to run then I have to grab hold of the truths that embody this: I need to start somewhere. I need to train smart. I need to take care of my body – nourish it well, rest it well and the like. If running consistently is one of those things that I really really want, then it’s up to me to boldly go after it, pushing fear aside and taking charge.
I feel like I should let y’all know that I did not run a race for this 5K; rather, I ran it pushing a jogging stroller up and down the hills of Little Rock which is quite the feat in and of itself. I can get a little competitive
at all times sometimes, so I’m not so much into paying money for an event I know I won’t win. Not knocking races here – from what I understand they’re pretty awesome – but I think I’d rather buy groceries! Also, that picture of me up there is pre-run. I want to keep y’all as readers, so I didn’t include a post-run photo 😉
God has given me the strength to run, but now I’m seeing it’s up to me to grab hold of the resources he’s blessed me with to do it, and all of life, well. Can I get an amen?!
What about y’all – race? No race? Run? No run? I’m all ears!