Thursday, October 06, 2011
My brother is a retired gym teacher. There is a steep road near my house. Last year, when that brother & his family were visiting, I told him about how my friend Leslie's running club would train on that hill. They would run up to the first street light & run back to the bottom, then they would run to the second street light & back to the bottom, then they would run to the third street light, etc., etc. (I was in agony to walk to the top even once, so I generally avoided it. ) My brother said, " you could do that too, if you wanted, it would just take you a while to work up to it." I remember thinking, "ya, sure."
But, I have been regularly walking that hill. It isn't easy, but it is entirely doable. In this last week, it hasn't been enough. At the top, I have been turning & taking another road that goes about twice as far up the mountain, to the very end. I like it. I am proud of how far I can go & how far I have come. I am getting this feeling that soon, I WILL be able to do the street light thing.
Maybe, just maybe, my brother was right.