Friday, February 12, 2010
This morning, after reveiwing the hectic weekend we have planned ahead of us, I decided to attempt the 5K run near my house again. I realized that I probably wasn't going to have a chance to exercise again until Monday, so I thought, "Why not? I'll stick the kids in the double stroller and go for a run? At least one is at school until noon."
And so I packed their snacks, their milk, their jackets and hats and set out in a jog at 9:00 a.m. I don't really know why I brought my IPOD, because as soon as we were out of the house, my son was asking me questions and talking to me. I didn't mind. I took off the IPOD and decided to run and talk to him...and push the stroller.
Well, by 9:08am my legs were burning. I started to feel discouraged. I thought, how am I going to complete this run if I am out of breath and my legs are already burning. Maybe I shouldn't try this run with the kids. It might be too much for them. And so on and so on.
I decided to slow to a walk and answer Joseph's questions. "Who lives there, mama?" , "Can I touch the palm tree?" , and "Who's car is that? Can I ride it?" Finally he pointed to the moon and said, "I can't reach it, mama," as he stretched his arm, up towards the moon. " But daddy can reach it, right?" And then I thought, I am not going to be disappointed or discouraged about my choice today. I am going to walk the 5K instead and enjoy the company of my children. I focused on enjoying each of his little comments and questions, getting a glimpse of the innocence God wants us all to strive for.
"Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them and said, 'Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me'" (Matthew 18: 2-5).
And so the three of us completed the 5K mostly walk, sometimes jog when Joseph was content looking at something. He would ask me to stop running, though whenever he had something he wanted to tell me.
It proved to be a great experience and I enjoyed the company of my children, as well as being outdoors. I think Joseph enjoyed it too, because when we got to our house over an hour later, he said, "That's my house. Is that your house, mama? I don't wanna go in my house. I wanna walk again. Pleeeease, mama!"
I assured him that we would do the "big walk" again soon.