Running for Water

The marathon is THIS weekend. How crazy is that?! There are 1,500 people running for World Vision and 225 are from our church.  Last week World Vision surpassed 1 million dollars raised for clean water in Africa. How cool is that?!  There is still time if you want to donate to the awesome cause. Just click here.

I have a much greater respect for Garth after running three miles on Saturday. I ran three miles and I can still barely walk. My legs are on fire. Even my abs hurt. So we went to this abandoned track across from a lake in our city. It was perfect because Garth could run at his pace and I could run at mine, but we were still together.

If you know me at all, you know I hate to run. Loathe it with a passion. But I know it’s the best type of exercise there is. I got to my goal weight running everyday so I know I needed to pick it up again. And having a lake to look at while I ran made it so much better because I love water.

Garth’s training this week consists of short 2 to 3 mile runs so I have been joining him on the runs and I love being outside. It is such a nice change from the living room watching Tony Horton on TV. Feeling the wind across my face. Watching the boats glide effortlessly along the lake. Hearing the sound of my shoes hitting the pavement. Smelling the fresh, crisp fall air.

I like that we are starting to run together and we plan on continuing it after the marathon as well. I just have such a respect for Garth if I’m hurting after 3 miles. I cannot even imagine how he felt after a half marathon. Fifteen miles. Twenty miles. And now 26.2 this weekend. He has been so disciplined with his running and sacrificing the time it takes to work up to that amount of running. Words cannot express how proud I am of him and this accomplish. He never gave up. Even after the back injury that had him sleeping in a chair every night. He kept going. For Africa. For Kessia. To prove to himself he could do it.

Bring. It. On.