5k

I got passed by a 64 year old with CROCS on.
I would be ok with just a fit 64 year old....but seriously CROCS??? I chuckled to myself and just kept movin'.
5k's are a GREAT place for people watching....I mean if you want to jog while doing it.
Some ladies do not have an honest coach who tells them:
"Invest in two things 1.Running shoes 2.Sports bra"

WOW. I wanted to stop one lady and just give her mine. It was painful to watch....she was running towards me, which means she had made the turn around...she was way ahead! I will shut up about her, now.

One couple had their cameras with them...hanging around their necks!!
OK so I cant stand for anything to be moving around while I jog (hence the GOOD sports BRA) you get the point. But seriously your HUGE CAMERA? What are you taking pictures of? I know the brochure for the race said "running threw beautiful Brenham"...but wow. I cant even THINK while jogging much less take a photo.

One guy had suit pants on. He passed me....so I will not go on about him.

I didn't know about the 'water stations' hip hip hooray!!! Thanks for NOT telling me or I would have ran faster.
I felt cool drinking a little and then SLAMMING the paper cup on the ground-you know like on the movies. I look like a runner......at...the....water stations!

I cried at the start line. I cried because I could tell Jesus was with me...he whispered "keep movin'" He is so sweet. I know things are-a-changin' because I did something without being watched the whole time-not that I am an attention getter (cough cough) but it IS easier to do stuff when people are watching then not. Agree?

I wanted to make Jesus proud-I know I don't have to and I know it doesn't get me a better parking spot in Heaven, but it feels good.

I cried at the finish line.
I cried when one of my coaches ran next to me. I seriously feel that Jesus passed the baton to her and kinda uses her as my encourager here on earth. Kristy and Ami speak so clearly when we are running-I feel Jesus would speak super clear if He were running next to me. He never loses His breath....He never gets tired or weary.
I am not saying Kristy and Ami are Jesus, but I am saying that Jesus is using them and they are obedient and I am thankful for that.

Makes me want to be more obedient.

Speaking of being obedient, we all got free ice cream...it was kinda mandatory.

CROCS or no crocs, I did my best and I kept moving.

Thank you Jesus for never leaving me and for BlueBell.

New Shoes?

Well I bought some new runnin' shoes. I was told my other ones were "breaking down" I'm guessing its because of all the miles I had but on them....LOL. So I ran last night, a quick mile....and it felt HORRIBLE.....! I was by myself, with no one encouraging me. Which scares me a little. Do I always need someone there encouraging me? Will I stop this when the honeymoon stage goes away? It even felt different...my calves WERE killin' me....so bad that I was almost in a full limp-mode! It was super windy and when you go as slow as me it almost knocked me over. I kept saying to myself.... "Jesus did way more then this to get to his death...so that He could die for my sins" I know I know that may sound morbid to some of you, but really I am running a MILE and then going to dinner. Can I really NOT DO THIS FOR HIM....! I get frustrated. I kept running. Then I stopped to go to the bathroom. LIKE in an actual restroom.....(not all parks have those) this was the first time I actually saw the word REST...in restroom....I had to pee...BUT wow I could also REST IN HERE...no one was outside waiting for me. I rested. I rested too much. Was this the "old me"?... I thought she was gone....nope just chillin'! See, the old me is too lazy to make herself seen a whole lot....but she comes right when I am weak. She tells me it's ok to REST no one is around....no one even noticed you left the running trail. I have to remember that I am never alone.....I have to listen very carefully to Jesus...He is always in my ear encouraging me. For the first time in 3 weeks I did not like this transformation. It scares me to feel that way. I blamed it on my new shoes....but really it's not the shoes at all. It's a gentle reminder from my sweet DaddyGod...that any time you need earthly people more then Him...he will remind you in the only way he knows you will listen. Tonight I run again, and tonight it will feel right.