This morning I started my focused hill running - I went up Main Street hill (on which I live) to Locust Street. I had expected this to be extremely hard. I gave myself a lot of grace - no pushing for speed, no need to even make sure I made my usual 2.6 miles. Just get up the hill and back down.
I was happily surprised to discover: running up Main Street hill is not a bit harder than running up the bridge.
So instead of focusing there, on Thursday (when it is again time to focus on a hill), I will run up Brady. Apparently I've already done the work of working up to it. I am filled with both dread and excitement about this development - but most of all I am shocked to find myself here.
I looked back on this blog and I see I started my C25K program on May 23, 2011. Oh, the difference the Lord has made in me, in a year of shutting up, stopping with all the making of plans and following of programs, and just doing what He shows me to do, one moment at a time.
I like it.