Expectations

I am not atheltic. This has been drilled into me from childhood.

So how come I ran 3 miles last night, after a week off because of a cold, with no problems. Not even a blister on my foot. My expectations of myself are way too low.

Who was the one who decided I wasn't athletic? It certainly wasn't me. I think the problem was I just tried out for the wrong sports. T-ball was probably not the right choice for me.

T-ball. Oh how I can't stand t-ball. Seriously, I used to strike out all the time at t-ball. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?? I think I got on base once in the 2 years my mom signed me up for it.

Last night though, I just kept running. I knew we had gone pretty far for pretty long. My coach wanted to prove to us that we could run a 5k without even trying. And we can.

I guess my paradigm is shifting. Maybe I'm not just artsy.