Emerald Coast CFF - Wayne Clapp: When Great Doors Open
God bless you in the superb...: When Great Doors Open God bless you in the superb name of Jesus Christ, the archēgos, the one who stands at the head and leads. There ...
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Self-respect
"That you may retain your self-respect, it is better to displease the people by doing what you know is right, than to temporarily please them by doing what you know is wrong."
- William J. H. Boetcker
I don't know who Boetcker is, but I applaud his sentiment.
- William J. H. Boetcker
I don't know who Boetcker is, but I applaud his sentiment.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Who would have thunk it?
So...
Why am I writing today? Because yesterday I walked my second race, my first 5K run/walk. The Freeze Your Franny Run.
It was a clear, cold, 29 degree day. The paths were salted, the sky icy blue and sunny. I was one of nearly 1,000 souls who participated in the race.
Daria walked with me, Donna ran, and she brought her friend, Dianna who walked. 5K. 2.3ish miles.
Not that far? When less than a year ago I hurt so bad I couldn't walk a mile. I lost my breath going a few hundred feet. I survived three surgeries, six months of immobilization, and lost 30-some pounds.
I've never liked "working out". I abhorred the idea of joining a gym, being on the treadmill, and especially classes. I've loved getting my exercise as a part of my life, either in my work or getting to work, at home in cleaning and gardening, or in play. But I wasn't doing it. I had gained 70 pounds. Then, one day I just knew I needed to get fit.
I knew if I wanted to enjoy the remainder of my life, I had to do what was needed to make fitness a part of my lifestyle. So, slowly, but surely I'm becoming an athlete. Don't laugh. Please. I said, "slowly."
Yesterday I walked a 5K.
Man what a victory!
What's next?
I have three more races planned for the next few months and am considering checking out trail running!
Love,
DJ (^8&;
Why am I writing today? Because yesterday I walked my second race, my first 5K run/walk. The Freeze Your Franny Run.
It was a clear, cold, 29 degree day. The paths were salted, the sky icy blue and sunny. I was one of nearly 1,000 souls who participated in the race.
Daria walked with me, Donna ran, and she brought her friend, Dianna who walked. 5K. 2.3ish miles.
Not that far? When less than a year ago I hurt so bad I couldn't walk a mile. I lost my breath going a few hundred feet. I survived three surgeries, six months of immobilization, and lost 30-some pounds.
I've never liked "working out". I abhorred the idea of joining a gym, being on the treadmill, and especially classes. I've loved getting my exercise as a part of my life, either in my work or getting to work, at home in cleaning and gardening, or in play. But I wasn't doing it. I had gained 70 pounds. Then, one day I just knew I needed to get fit.
I knew if I wanted to enjoy the remainder of my life, I had to do what was needed to make fitness a part of my lifestyle. So, slowly, but surely I'm becoming an athlete. Don't laugh. Please. I said, "slowly."
Yesterday I walked a 5K.
Man what a victory!
What's next?
I have three more races planned for the next few months and am considering checking out trail running!
Love,
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