Running Journey

Picture a grumpy, groggy thirteen year old running in the bleak winter suburbs in freezing weather at 6:00 in the morning. She dragged herself out of her cozy bed to force her body into repetitive drudgery because she felt overweight and lazy. To her, running was something you did when you had done something wrong--like eating too many cookies. Running was a punishment, a boring and unenjoyable chore.

Yep. So that was how I first entered the world of running.

I really, really, really hated it.

Maybe it was because I remembered how effortless maintaining my weight and fitness had been. The time when I could sprint a 5-K and eat dessert without gaining an ounce was still fairly recent when I first started running. Suddenly, I foresaw a life of counting every calorie, working out at the gym every day, and worrying about what would happen if I ate a cookie.

Now picture a fifteen year old, laughing her head off with her brother, pounding down a rocky path and thoroughly enjoying herself. The sky's above her, flowers and grass are below her, and the creek she's grown up swimming in is beside her. Her goal is to run that whole path. She completes it.

That was today.

What happened? What changed? I really don't have a clue. Maybe it's because I happened to grow up between the ages of thirteen and fifteen. I think I realized that you can still be an awesome person and not be model skinny. Anyway, running is definitely not a burdensome chore anymore.

Now, running's a privilege.

Hugs & Blessings,

Izori

Picture and Random Things

Began my day with a huge bloody nose and a run. Instead of my usual run 2 minutes, walk 4, I ran 3 and walked 3 completely on a whim. I was astonished at how well I did. "I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me..." Of course, on the second cycle I felt like I was going to throw up, and it was getting kind of hot out (I run early in the morning). It was great! I felt like a true runner. I also did my Bible Study time in my head, which was the first half chapter of John. I memorized it. =)


That is one of my pictures. It has an autumn-y feel to it. =) I'm sorry it's so small...I'm not a techie kind of person, and I've already been on the computer too long. Blogger/computer has been kind of weird lately...=(


So far, my cold has gotten a lot better. Now I'm starting to feel my run, as well as notice pinprick bruises on my shoulder from shotgun shooting. I guess I wasn't holding the gun right. You have to hold it really tight so you won't get bruised. And, as usual, I hit no clays. I guess I'm more of an archer/.22 shooter then a skeet shooter. =( A pity because I LOVE shooting skeet.


By the way, Awel Prince is working on my blog design. I love it! It looks so gorgeous. She's doing an awesome job. =)

Hugs & Blessings,

Izori