Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Why do I run? Well, I can't outrun Father Time, but it sure is fun to try!
And the truth is, sometimes it is fun, and sometimes it isn't. And sometimes it makes me feel amazingly young and sometimes it doesn't. Guess the competitive side of me is just strong enough that I run even when it isn't all fun.
As I stepped on the scale today, thinking of all the indulgences I've partaken recently, finding myself at the bottom of my goal weight range, I think that even when it isn't fun to run, it is fun to eat the calories burned! And I'm healthier because I use my muscles. And I'm healthier because mostly I eat healthy foods for my body's basic needs and healthy foods to fuel my activity.
Today I'm having quite a few thoughts about that Father Time chasing me. My child, my little girl, my funny and delightful and playful little one, turns 30 years old today. She is all grown up and not even young any more. How can that be? No, it can't be! But, wait. It is.
While I want to run fast and faster and faster yet, I see Father Time passing me. Wish he would slow down and wait, at least for a while.