It's a slow process, getting back out on the path for a run.
Today, I walked for a half mile, ran for a mile, walked for a half mile, ran for a mile. And I was huffing and puffing. And for the rest of the day, I felt extra pain in my foot.
Guess I'm still not ready.
But with the Chicago marathon tomorrow, I was itching just to get out there and try.
Baby steps. REALLY SMALL baby steps.
More physical therapy. More stretches. More massage. More pain.
End goal - think end goal.
All will be well. I will heal.
I just have to wait and work for it.
"I have no idea where I am going; I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself...But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope that I have that desire in all that I am doing. And I know that if I do this, you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore will I trust you always..." -Thomas Merton
I have come to fall in love with teaching in Catholic schools. What are YOU in love with?...
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