Can We Just Walk Awhile, Forrest?

June 15, 2010 | 4 comments

Like Forrest Gump, I just started running one day.

I liked it enough that I decided to train for a half-marathon.

My coach said a beginning runner like me ought to incorporate walking breaks into my training plan.

But I was determined to run.

I ran as hard and as fast as I could. After each training session, I would stumble off the treadmill, not at all like that energetic Forrest Gump who trotted across the country. Rather, I was a jelly-limbed Gumby, panting like a thirsty mutt and quite possibly in need of an EMT – or at least a corner in which to curl up and whimper.

And my everyday life can look a bit like that, too. On the treadmill of life, I often run to the point of exhaustion.

I’m telling the rest of the story today over at the Internet Cafe. Will you walk with me over there? (It’s easier on the joints than running.)

Click here to get to the Internet Cafe.

by | June 15, 2010 | 4 comments


  1. lynnrush

    Great post over there. Gosh it's hard to slow down, isn't it?

    With athletics, it's usually an injury that slows me down. Forces me to rest. I wish I could see it BEFORE the injury..but I'm stubborn that way, I guess.

    Great post over there!

  2. alicia

    Great post!! Slowing down…. been on my mind a lot lately, so I appreciated this today!

  3. Missie

    Heading over! I wish I had your ability!

  4. Red Letter Believers

    Well the runner in you is speaking to the walker in me….

    I never could get jogging or running. It seemed like too much work for me.

    But then mentally, verbally, physically I am frenetic.

    So…great point. Nailed me. Again.


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