I remember when I first saw this video many years ago how touched I was and thought what better day to share it with you then on Father's Day. The entire narration is from scripture.
A Love Letter from the Father....
Today my legs are killing me; but for good reason. I am making an attempt to train for a 5K run that is taking place in August benefiting CareNet, a crisis pregnancy center in our area. I need all the accountability I can get--so here I post.
Last year I attempted this same run and failed miserably. I consider myself somewhat of an athletic person and often take mile long walks and am constantly on my feet at work. I thought a 5k run would be a piece of cake--walking, running, jogging it's all the same-right?? So I started my 5K "training" at my driveway and began what I thought was going to be my one mile leisurely jog. WELLLL, by the time I reached my next door neighbors driveway that is approx. 20 yards away I thought I was going to keel over!!!!! I AM NOT KIDDING-it felt as if I had just smoked ten packs of cigarettes at the same time and then attempted to run a marathon all in the matter of five minutes--I honestly thought I was never going to catch my breath--needless to say I had a new found appreciation for anyone who participated in any run.
So this year I thought I'd approach things a little different and decided to follow a 9-week running plan called The Couch to 5K. The first workout was on Monday and it'll continue right-up to the 5K run. This program helps give me a focus with instructions and a checklist which really helps me to see an end.
Another problem I have when running or walking is boredom--I feel like a gerbil in a habitrail just going around and around in circles. I do have an ipod and that helps but looking at the same thing all the time is quite boring--but anyway it'll be fine, its all for a good cause. Lauren and Alison are also training but they're already at 1 1/2-2 miles of jogging with no problem--I know they'll do really well.
I'm very excited and hope to do well, but if I don't pass-out, for me, that'll be an accomplishment.
