The coastal trial where we run and bike. Seriously? Right. Beside. The. Ocean.
This particular day, my mind raced. I realized how blessed my family is and how blessed I am physically to be able to run.
My legs work.
My legs allow me to run.
My body is strong. It can withstand runs longer than I ever thought possible and workout harder than I thought possible.
I am healthy.
My vision allows me to see the bluffs meeting the sandline, the ocean, the sunrises and sunsets, and all of the beauty around me. I can watch our amazing children grow and change.
My feet carry me miles and miles but hardly ever complain.
I can run. I am fit enough to run.
We have two healthy kids riding in the double stroller. I (sometimes) have enough oxygen to answer their questions as I run.
I am running with my best friend/husband who is pushing said double stroller.
I get to spend my life with someone that respects me, who challenges me, who helps me be a better me.
I have parents that love me and my family more than I can even imagine.
A brother and sister that love and support me no matter what.
I live in one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.
And the list went on and on......
I am blessed.
It is easy to get caught up in the day to day routine and lose sight of the things that make our life possible. I am glad this run (and others) can help provide that perspective.
Then while out for a run yesterday I saw a man in a wheelchair on bluffs overlooking the ocean. Seeing him remind me, yet again, to be thankful for everything my body can do. There will be a time that I am not able to do the things I can now. So, I will appreciate it, respect it and be thankful for it.
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