Saturday morning I went running. It wasn't far—just short of half a mile. I was inspired by my friend Jen who told me she believed in me and knew I could do it. Actually, what she said was she thought I could run a marathon.
*chuckle*
I have absolutely no desire to run a marathon, I'm not sure it's good for our bodies. I've simply starting to run again, in addition to my walking. I used to run quite a bit in high school and in the Army. Somehow I remember it being fun. Well, Saturday wasn't exactly fun, but it was inspiring, sweaty, and much less painful than I expected.
It really made me think about how many things I don't do—and why I don't do them. I'm starting to question a lot of what I do and why. Stay tuned.