First Run

Today was a day of a couple of firsts. One was that I ran for the first time in months. Due to injury, I have been laid up and not very happy about not being able to enjoy the weather with some long runs. But God puts you where you need to be so I stretched and stretched and stretched and hoped for speedy recovery.

Today was the day. I went out on a beautiful day and went for a wonderful run. It was the best two and a half miles a man could ever ask for... but it gets better. Upon reaching my house, I walked in and yelled, "Who's ready to go for a run?!" After hunting down shoes, insisting on socks, and allowing my youngest to run in his underwear - we headed out. I told them about breathing and pacing themselves. I told them not to be afraid to say they need to stop and in the end we all sprinted for the "finish line". I could see that they were all happy with their first run but I beamed. I hope this isn't the last run together and I know it is the continuation of many firsts that I will experience with my family.



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Hurt

There is no better way to say it... when you are hurt you can go insane. During some runs, I pulled
a hammy and now, roughly, a month to six weeks later my leg is feeling better. I hope to get running very, very soon. I hated being there but sometimes you have to get hurt and fall back to move forward.

So... what lays before is stretching, stretching, and more stretching. After a week of pain, the running, push-ups, and sit-ups begin.


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