Running is something I love. It is time to think, time to look up at the beauty of God’s creation, time to just be, and time to sweat. All of those things I love. When I was diagnosed with my heart condition, one of the most frustrating moments was when I was told I couldn’t do any physical activity. After open heart surgery, I was encouraged to exercise to keep my heart strong, but I could never do any race or organized sport/exercise. I have to have the ability to stop at any moment. One thing I have always wanted to do was a race. By saying a race, it makes it sound like I run to get a good time. I cannot even list that as a reason I run. I honestly had no clue (until today) how fast I run because I never wear a watch. When I run, it’s time for me and God.
Now living in a new town and learning about all that goes on here, we have learned that they celebrate the 4th with a bang! They go all out here and it’s a lot of fun. One of the things they do in the morning, is the Freedom Fun Run, where you can either walk a mile or run 2.5 miles. I asked Dan if he would do it with me since it’s not a race, and he agreed! Granted Dan hasn’t run in like 6 years, but he’s one of those people that can just run a few miles when asked (makes me sick honestly to think he can do that!). I knew this was the perfect opportunity to do a “race” but not be held to a time – it was a FUN run.
I was thankful we could do it together, as this is the first “race” we’ve ever done. By all means it was not in record time – I believe we ran a 10 minute mile. I know to some, you probably laugh, but as we were walking home, I just kept telling Dan how BLESSED I felt to be able to even run with a heart condition. My heart is not top notch – so to be able to even exercise, let alone RUN, is something I will never take for granted. I know this probably sounds so cheesy in some people’s eyes, but this was a monumental moment for me – something I’ve always wanted to do – run in a “race.”
It is with a grateful heart and also a privilege that we have the ability to exercise, get out in God’s creation, and run.
A rather proud moment, as this was our first.
After the run
Our t’s for crossing the finish line