Why is it that we constant do things and then regret them moments after they happen? Isn't there supposed to be a sensor button somewhere in our brains that goes off and says, "STOP STOP STOP!!!!"
Apparently my sensor button is broken today. I was talking with some folks today, you know, one on one, and not through my cyber world that I like to live in. They were asking me about running and how was it going and I immediately went into the bad things, soreness, aching, etc.
I could have kicked myself right in the sore and aching butt. Who am I to not talk about the wonderful things that running has done for me? I have come to love running. My poor family listens to me talk about it all the time. I love the way it makes me feel when I complete a run, how my butt looks in my jeans, the sense of accomplishment when each run gets longer and when they get easier. I like the way that running has shaped my body in ways that I never thought it could and how it has transformed me from a night owl into a morning person because I love going out, tired or not for the next few miles to add to my log.
I want people to go out and run, 5 minutes or 5 miles, 5k and beyond. I want people to see me on the road and think, "If she can do it so can I." I have the opportunity to help people understand that its not just the 125 pound girls that can go jogging for an hour but anyone can build up to that point. I have a chance to make a difference in the mind of maybe just one person and I let my stupid, big mouth get in the way of what could be a powerful message.
So, I hope you read my blog girl that I just blabbed about how I was hurting and I hope you will go outside and try to accomplish that mile or maybe 2 that you think is impossible!
Bad Little Blogger!