transistions

I was out walking with my daughter the other day. She coaxed me into running. (a smart slow jog) I tried running last year. I had been doing a VERY fast walk and my foot was acting up a bit. I then started doing a sprint/walk and that pretty much put me out of commission. No walking or anything. It was tough. I was pretty upset as I NEEDED to exercise, yet couldn't. By late summer however I had nursed my foot back into pretty good health, but I was also believing I wouldn't ever try running again.

The significance of this whole thing began with a dream I had a couple of years ago. I'm in the throws of perimenopause. My symptoms are more emotional than physical for the most part. It's been a fight trying to stay sane and stay away from hormone replacement. I think my dream had much to do with this season in my life and getting the old 'life' junk completely removed from my system. A new season for sure!

I'm off for a run/jog in just a few. I'm up to one mile already! It seems soo impossible. Within two weeks of jogging everyday I was running 8/10s of a mile and I thought it might have been maybe a quarter to 1/3rd! We clocked it a couple of days ago and it was an 8th of a mile! Yesterday I got my mile in! wow. And last night I jogged/walked with my daughter a mile.

This isn't just a blog about running...it's about life, it's about recovery, it's about new seasons and transitions.

... gotta 'run'. :)