Patience (Jennifer)

I admit that patience was not one of my strong points.  However, I will say that over the past few years I have been forced to be more patient.  There have been many situations in my life that have taken me completely out of control and I had no choice but to learn patience.  And that is a good thing in my opinion.  Something positive coming from crappy situations.

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Today, I was feeling a little *bored*...interesting coming from the chick who was just complaining about her new busier schedule right?  How quickly we adjust.  Anyway, I was pouting around the house.  I was cranky.   I have done my best over the last month to be patient with my ankle and inability to run and do zumba.  Today, my patience ran out(did I mention it is a work in progress?).  I got my workout clothes on, my ankle brace, my Ipod, and my kicks and out the door I went.  I figured I had to try.  I set out for a 2 mile run having no idea what to expect.  Maybe I would only make it to the end of the driveway, who knew.  The ankle popped a few times here and there, BUT...I made it.  Two miles.  I thought maybe my endurance would have dwindled, that it might be a bad running experience, that maybe I would have to even stop because I couldnt breath, or that my ankle would hurt and I would have to quit (I made myself a deal that at the first sign of pain I would stop).

I was pleasantly suprised today.  And I was reminded why I love running and why I was so sad for not being able to do it for the last month. Back came my confidence, my happiness, my pride.  All this from a run?  Seriously?  I felt like a rockstar really, and I still do right now.  I was running and I had some time to myself with my tunes.  And it felt better than I could have dreamed.  The weather was cool, the sun wasnt out, no humidity...it was just awesome.  I was in a zone. 

I truly believe that everything happens for a reason.  I also believe that most of those reasons we will never know.  God has a plan for each of us and its difficult to understand what it is.  I have liked running for a while now but I used to have a hard time getting myself out there to do it.  Not being able to because of my injury has brought me a whole new appreciation for running. 

Life brings crappy things to our paths sometimes and if I have learned anything over the last few years it is to try to pull the positive out of that *crap*.  If we look hard enough(with the exception of death in my opinion) we can usually find something positive, even if it something little, tiny, miniscule. 

Hope you all had a great weekend.  I leave you with one of my favorite sayings....