I declare war!
My husband bought me some great new tennis shoes that make me feel like a fashionista as I circle the neighborhood. I have an iPhone now so that little miracle of technology can track my mileage, count each step, calculate my calories burned, and probably jump down, turn around, and pick a bale of cotton, too.
I will prevail!
I have no excuses!
No new taxes!
Oh wait, I’m not running for office.
But I am running for my life. I need to be well and fit for my family, I need to be healthy and strong to do what God has for me to do this year, whatever that might be. And I really need the endorphins. Nobody told me about how it feels to be 39 (for a few more weeks!) The body starts creaking a little, and I’m feeling the overwhelming urge to eat dinner at 4 and go to bed at 8. Nobody told me about the involuntary moving of the page away from my face as far as my arms will reach in order to read it. That one I find particularly humiliating.
Nobody told me a lot of things, but you know what? So what? I’m over it. I’m just gonna smile and move forward! I encourage you to do the same!