Words in the Wild . . . Truth

I bought a new pair of running shoes* months ago, and found these words on the box . . .

I cut the words out and tacked them on our corkboard.

Because they are true.

In our house, We Run.

Or . . . we do now!  Tom has always run -- since he was about 12 back in 7th grade.  He ran track.  He ran cross country.  He ran in college.  He ran road races.  He ran the Boston Marathon.  He runs.

Me?  Not so much.

Until last August, when I decided to Just Do It.  I started running with the Couch-to-5K app on my phone.  And I just kept going.

I don't love it, really.  But I don't mind it as much as I thought I would.

And now . . . I can say . . . We Run.

Although we don't run together!

Because one of us has a much slower pace than the other!

In fact, one of us is already at the 5K finish line . . .

while the other one still has a mile to go!

(But that's pretty much the best part for me . . . because I have my own cheering squad at the finish!)

We had a fun time running the Kalamazoo Klassic 5K last Saturday -- with much to celebrate at the end.  One of us . . . got a personal best time . . . 

and one of us . . . got third place!

Yeah.

We run!

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* Those shoes have since been replaced.  Because they made my knees hurt.