I ran 8 minutes without stopping today...twice!
::HBCU marching band plays:: ::throws confetti::
I spent a semester at Spelman College while I was in college at NYU and it was one of the best experiences I've ever had. I learned more in that one semester surrounded by Black women with goals and focus than I ever did at NYU. Also, you have not lived until you've been to homecoming at an HBCU. period.
I'm back running again since the miscarriage. It gets me out of my head and into my heart like nothing else does. I'm using the Couch to 5k app by active.com. It's pretty cool. It gives you your choice of 4 trainers who cheer you on and give you time cues throughout the workout. I chose the drill sergeant and I'm loving him so far. I also listen to any one of my Pandora stations while I run so 80s music and love songs abound and it's truly me time.
Anywho, this is a big deal for me. When I was younger I always had a singular envy for runners. They seemed so carefree yet in control at the same time. They had mastered their bodies somehow and I wanted to be like them. I also wanted to wear cute running clothes and compete in races. I am determined to complete a 5K sometime soon and I'm dedicating it to my babies and all the other women in this struggle with me.
So, during my cool down this wonderful song came on and I don't know what it is about getting closer to God but suddenly every love song you hear has to do with Him. I've got a thing for changing my perspective when I listen to secular songs and seeing if it can be applied to my relationship with Him. It's my little way of following 1Thessolanians' 5:17-18 command to
"Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."