I remember when I first started to run.
I remember how much it hurt.
How I would look at my watch and seriously think time slowed down just for me. I would beg for that minute to be up so I could take my walk break.
I remember thinking... I can't wait for the day when I can run for 30-40 minutes and have it be a nice experience...joyous even.
Today I went for a run. The first 20 minutes were a breeze. I just took my time and enjoyed the run. I was not pushing a fast pace. In fact I was going pretty slow. But the fact is that it felt great and I just kept going. I enjoyed my run...enjoyed the peace of being with myself, the road, and my God.
See? if it can happen to me...it can happen for anyone!! really.