I learned a long time ago that it’s useless to decide I’ll never do something.
I’m forever doing things I never thought I’d do. In fact, if I say, even just in my head, “Oh, I’ll never do that…” or “I’ll never be able to…,” I can usually count on whatever I just swore I’d never do coming to pass quickly.
Things I never thought I’d do that I’m currently doing:
- Giving up sugar and sweeteners
- Training to run a 5K (yes, I know, that one’s like on “repeat” for the last two years in my life.)
- Speaking in public just for fun
- Dancing as a form of exercise
Thing I’ve recently sworn I would not do and now that I’m typing this, I’m kind of scared
- Go on a backpacking trip with Jason (Seriously, J, don’t hold your breath. The whole no access to a bathroom thing is a pretty sturdy deal breaker for me.)
Anyway…two years ago if you would have told me that one day I was going to belong to a running club–no, wait, that was I going to be instrumental in starting a running club–I would have thought you were a tiny bit confused.
In October, it happened. The Presbyterian Church Youth Group students had a great idea. Under my partial supervision (thanks be to God, we have some actual runners on the adult team.), they started “Run For It!” “Run For It” is a kids’ and family running club.
Our Local newspapers (The Evansville Courier Press and The Henderson Gleaner) ran a story last Wednesday about our club. Here it is.
I’m proud of this club. I’m overwhelmed by this club. I have no idea how help lead a club like this.
I know one thing: it’s important to exercise.
I used to hate exercise. I would have been so mad at my mother if she had sent me to a kids’ and family running club when I was 11 years-old. For most of my adult life so far, I’ve avoided exercise or only approached it half-heartedly.
Something happened a few years ago, though. My desire to be healthy overcame my hatred for exercise. Weights, bikes, treadmills, yoga, neighborhood walks, elipticals, kettlebells…eventually running (slowly, but it totally counts) and now Zumba.
As I was doing my best to keep up this morning, I realized how much fun I was having dancing in my Zumba class. On Tuesday during my 5K training, as my phone prompted me to start a run interval, I smiled instead of groaned.
I run and exercise for a lot of reasons. For my health. For my family. To manage my stress. So I can be the best person possible. Because it causes me to think good things about myself rather than negative things.
Because it’s fun. There was a time when I would have sworn I’d never be able to say that.
So I wonder….what are you doing that you once never thought you’d do? Why are you doing it?