 It’s time to talk about running! As the first few warm days of spring encompassed our area with chirping birds, scurrying chipmunks, yard work and open windows; a few other things reared their ugly heads too. Shorts, tank tops, sweat and chaffing. Oh boy! I know I didn’t keep up with my fitness as much as I should have this winter. Heck, I can wear layers! Sweaters! Jackets! But that doesn’t work so well when the temperatures soar into the 80’s and 90’s. Not only did my wintertime nightly snacks help me to bulk up a little but it was weighing on my mind as well. So out come the running shoes, shorts that are a bit too tight, my loosest tank (for ventilation, of course) and multiple motivating playlists. I start to make all these huge plans. Running 5 days a week. No, 4 will be good. Hmmm. Let’s just plan on 3 or whenever the kids are quiet. Good, we'll go with that. Should I train for some big race?!? Woah. How much free time do you think you have? Stick with something you know you can succeed at WITHOUT forgetting about your family. Like pooping by yourself. Believe me, they won’t let you forget, they’re just on the the other side of the door. Now, those first bronchospasming, chaffing, jiggling miles. You’re probably thinking, why did I think this was a good idea? I very possibly may die. Where is the chocolate pudding?!? And where in HELL are all of these black flies coming from?!? (My advice to you, start swinging you arms around your head when you leave the house and don’t stop until you get back.) And the familiar feeling on your bare arms as the always popular deer flies take that first tasty chomp on your pasty flesh. And of course they are just out of reach so your exaggerated smacking motions do you no good. Ahh. That beautiful first of the season run outside. I am sooooo grateful for my treadmill. That’s probably something most people don’t say very often. I’m grateful for my treadmill. Huh. Well, after a few grueling weeks of running 5, yup 5! days a week, those shorts are fitting a little better, the chaffing isn’t as horrible as it was and I’m craving the chocolate pudding a little less. (Only a little though.) My point is this past month was going to go by whether I took my future in my hands or not. So you just have to do it for today. You just have to do it a little. Because a little is waaaaaay better than nothing at all. Run, walk, chaff, sweat and get bitten by bugs. Just for today. 
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