It because clear to me today that I must take up running.
I am – ATHLETE.
We took Lizzie for her first long walk today – and it turns out that she really likes running. Like, a lot.
So, a runner I shall be.
I dug out my old sports bra (leading Jessie to gesture confusedly at me, saying “it’s just so much Mama everywhere”) and yanked on some old shorts. I hooked up my little dog and fished out the headphones that I bought for Sam. Off we went.
Only when I run, the left headphone keeps popping out of my ear. Not to be deterred, I tucked it into my bra (where my phone was already hanging). On I ran. Well, walked mostly, but I ran periodically.
Then the poor dog had diarrhea. You really can’t, in good conscious, take a dog with diarrhea running. So we ambled back. Slowly.
I’ll try again next weekend. No need to rush into my new life as ATHLETE.
Ahh there is always something to stick a spanner in the works, but never mind….. just keep on brushing off the obstacles and make it happen; nothing gets in the way of a woman on a mission, especially one on the way to becoming an athlete! Good luck! Although I am slim and very young looking for 46, and only 10st and 6ft 1 tall, I am also VERY unfit! Maybe I need a dog……