Ritchie XC family Fun Run was last night. Being Fat and Fifty, Fun and Run do not even go together in any form....other than rhyming words. However.....I walked to the top of the hill and over the crest at Cokeley campground to cheer for the runners (even though my feet and legs were already swelled from wearing socks to school). I got my huffing and puffing under control, cheered for the runners, and walked back down the hill to the picnic. Wouldnt you know it when I got to the XC picnic sight, I had to go to the bathroom. The bathroom is CLEAR at the bottom of the hill and the fifty year old bladder had to go NOW. This is where determination kicked in...and not wanting those slim and fit XC mommies to see me hop in my vehicle to DRIVE over the hill to the potty. So I commenced to walking and begging God to help me make it there in time. Thankfully He does hear our pleas no matter how ridiculous. I made it! Then, I had the hill to climb back up hoping that I didnt have to stop to catch my breath. Heart beating rapidly, lungs exploding I made it...just in time to hear the coach say come on Mrs. Bell, were ready for the family picture. Oh boy! I hope they dont hear my heart beating or my lungs exploding, but I smiled for the camera. But...I MADE IT! Nobody knew that I never had made it to the crest of that hill before to cheer for those kids but me (and now you). My feet and legs still hurt today, but I did it. Its a start.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 23:30:43 +0000
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