Remember that time I told you that I needed to find a group of people to run with? Well, I have found them. As of now it's two guys, one from my in-laws church, and his friend. They meet at the gym at 5:15 or 5:30 three days a week and run from there. I was a little apprehensive about running with people I didn't really know, but Mr. Broome knows one of the guys well and they are friends of Mr. Broome's family. So rest easy readers, I am in good hands.
I invited Lydia, my other running partner to go, but she is still working her way up to longer distances. I wasn't surprised when I got to the gym at 5:30 and she wasn't there. She had a late night at work the night before.
So we start off running this morning and the guys keep a nice pace that I am easily able to keep up with and I was feeling good. I was feeling thankful for the Lord sending me the opportunity to get more running time. He knows it makes me happy and He knows in the colder months I need the encouragement from others and people to run with in the dark.
We were running up to the square, not even a mile in, when we hear a car come zooming down the street and fly into the district attorney's parking lot to the left of us. I noticed the car was the same as Lydia's, but I knew she wouldn't have been able to find us after we left.
I was wrong. Out jumped Lydia. Running and smiling to us. The guys had never met her so they were a little confused. I introduced her as we ran up the sidewalk. One of the guys made a comment that all he thought when he saw her pull in was "I have never seen someone so excited and hurried to get to a city job, that early in the morning."
I was not wanting to get up this morning when I heard that 4:45 alarm, but the run is worth it. When I am not consistently running, I feel less like myself. I guess running makes me feel good inside and it's a little check off my daily accomplishment list.