Truth be told, I’m thankful for every success, because so many of them depended on the support of others. A recent example is running.
Last January I started a 5K training class. I’m sure why, because I haven’t run since senior year in high school when they made me do the mile. I hate running. Don’t tell anyone, but I kind of still do.
I’m in session three of the class and sometimes before that Sunday afternoon run I’m walking around, grumping about being tired. Still, that class has seen me through three 5Ks and countless miles in training.
For the first time in my adult life, I’ve had a consistent exercise program that I’m dedicated too. I’m working on a 10K in March. Without the information and coaching I’ve received and commitment to keep going, that wouldn’t be possible.
I know I’m healthier. I’m thankful my habit has been a good influence for my family. I’m thankful my husband is now running and my children are, in general, have a more positive attitude about physical activity. I’m hoping to feel success every time I do a mile faster than the one before and every additional half mile.
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