a goal.

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.