Wednesday, January 16, 2013
I am not a runner - yet... So this past Sunday, when my beloved Atlanta Falcons won another game, I went outside to run the Falcon Flag up the drive and around the cul de sac. My little 3 year old grandson ran up to the end of the drive (he forgot to put his shoes on in all the excitement) and cheered me on. I guess I overdid it and some how stepped wrong. Monday I could barely put pressure on the right leg. It is some better today.
This leads me to ask, why in my brain, would a 50 something Grammaw think she can just hop out and run like a 25 year old. I came to the conclusion, it is the same attitude that won't let me give up reaching for my goals. Sure, I get knocked down a lot but I keep climbing back up, reaching for the stars. Maybe that is why I pull for the Falcons so much. They are much like me in this respect.
I am running this race, whether I am a runner or not. Who wants to join along and see some records broken along the way???????