Wondering if anyone will read this, but the fun is in writing it, right? Here goes. Im twenty something (still can say that) married my high school boyfriend, right after college and we have two most adorable boys. I knew I wanted to be a nurse early on in school. I loved it, still do. Nothing is more fulfilling then helping someone the way a nurse can.
I run. Some weeks more than others. Some days I really love it, other days not so much. What I really love about running is that you are always improving. I started with couch to 5k last October. I was bad. Couldn't run 5 min. Did a half last month in 2:04. A 10k yesterday in 51:30. I love seeing improvement. Not sure I will ever run a BQ marathon. But the idea of how far I've come makes me very grateful.
What most defines me, is my love for God. Sometimes, I let running get in the way. I've been convicted of this. Balance. God has changed my life so much that no one will ever convince me He isn't real. (so don't try, k?) I was depressed, smoking (yuck) drinking (to escape depression) I wasn't happy with anything! My husband and I came back to our home church, recommited our life to Jesus Christ. My heart was not sad anymore. Gradually, I looked back and realized what I had come from. Wow! I made new friends (answer to prayer) that actually cared about ME. We started to try this "running thing". Which I've tried before, never stuck with it bc I hated it. I couldn't breathe and felt tired. But this time it stuck. So that's me, my story. Hope you aren't sleeping on your keyboard, or iPad.
