No Pain, No Gain

I ran today. 

Those are 3 words I haven't said since... well, 9th grade P.E. class, maybe....

Yep, I ran today. 

I wasn't being chased by a "boogie man", nor was I chasing one of my kids. Because that's really the only reasons one should run, right?  Well, that's what I've always thought!  I'm not sure I don't still think that a little bit... but...

I ran today.

I hate running.  HATE it.  Running to me is:  Aching knees.  Exploding lungs.  Shooting pains in my side.  Splitting shins.

Why put myself through this torture?

Well, there came this little class at church.  "Run for God".  A running class for beginners.  And there came my sister who told me "we should take this class together!"  I agreed to go to the first meeting "just to see"... I left the first meeting signed up for the class.  Blast you, peer pressure!

So I ran today.

This was our second beginner's run. 

It went better than the first.

I still did not love it.

But- I ran today.

I ran for health.

I ran for a better me.

I RAN FOR GOD.

Now, goodnight ya'll... I'm beat!