living life with a goal sometimes makes even the hottest, muggiest, weariest morning into one where I actually go out for a run. My big guy in preschool gives me the small window of opportunity where I can take my double jogger out with my middle & little guys, and I can get my run in. Does it feel a little crazy compared to my preferred activity of having-a-cup-of-coffee and reading-my-devotional? Yes.
But something about having a small goal in a world where so much of the time is spent in the tasks of family life feels so refreshing. Very little of how I spend my time can be evaluated or measured. Mothering my children is one of the greatest blessings in my life & I can't image doing anything else while my children are still in diapers. However, taking some time to get out & be active is more than just 'me time'. I think that showing my boys that momma can be athletic is cool. I think that they LOVE going on runs, but I'm not sure really why. I think maybe its as good for them as it is for me. Peace & QUIET & solitude.
Beauty all around us & time for my mind to just function uninterrupted.
I am writing this during a week off from running. Between family in town & getting my house put back to normal & weekend plans, I just didn't have the guts to go out in the heat of the 4-5 pm opportunity that I had. I'm looking forward to more Fall weather, more time to get out & run, and more nights of good sleep to boost my confidence & strength.
Thank you Lord for the health & fitness & opportunity to run. Thank you for the peace of mind & body that comes from a little solitude during our chaotic, toddler days. Thank you for the satisfaction in the accomplishment of a small goal. Thank you for providing me encouragement from friends, near & far. Thank you for using it Lord, to build me up.