I’ve been running since late July. Let me amend that – I began trying to start running in late July. It started out with mostly walking with a minute or two of running every so often. Those few minutes used to kill me. I kept at it walking/jogging increasing the amount of time I jogged and now I can actually JOG for 3 miles without stopping! I am dumbfounded by this. Even more perplexing to me is that I actually enjoy these 30 minute jaunts in my little neighborhood.
There is something incredibly empowering to me about setting a goal and then slowly, with persistence accomplishing it. It doesn’t happen often that I amaze myself. Oh - I guess every now and then I feel proud of something I’ve done or created. Of course giving birth to my children was pretty amazing. But on a daily basis I tend to be fairly unimpressed by my own personal accomplishments. So this running – this is for me. It feels good and healthy and almost meditative at times. For me it has become more than exercise but part of the digging deep process I talked about last week. If I'm feeling stressed out or unmotivated or just had one of those days where I'm feeling not "enough" I can lace up my tennis shoes and work up a sweat with my ipod and by the time I return I usually feel relaxed, energized and best of all so dang proud of myself!
Here I must admit that I don't always "feel" like jogging. Here's a recent example of a rainy day I didn't want to go but was seriously happy I had by the time I was done!
Have a terrific Tuesday!
p.s. I have to mention my good friend Carol as being a huge inspiration for me with this:)