Just a bit sore

I had a friend ask me if I'd be sore after Monday's workout. I confidently said no, and I was right. But today, after two tough workouts in a row, I am definitely feeling it a bit. It's a good sore, though. It's wonderful to know that my body is able to do what I request of it, and that I am able to push myself beyond my comfort levels, if just for a short while.

Speaking of pushing myself, I really pushed for the whole two miles last night. I finished in 25:45, beating Monday by 1:30. I was also able to jog about half of the time. This is of course nowhere near where I want to be, but it's fun to know that I am on the way!

I've spent lots of time talking about my training and pushing myself, but the real reason that I am doing this is for patients who are suffering. One such little boy is named Dax Locke, and it is in his name that I will be racing in May. He is a one year old who was diagnosed with AML Leukemia in July. He is currently at St Jude where he has undergone chemotherapy, a bone marrow transplant and radiation treatment (his last day of radiation is today!). He has had to spend much time in isolation. What an amazingly difficult life for such a little boy. He is my inspiration. I look at the pictures of him, both when he has been sick in bed and when he has been feeling better and out and about, and my heart breaks for him and his family. It doesn't seem quite right or fair that children should have to suffer so much, and it seems that I, as a healthy adult woman, should be doing whatever little or much I can to help find a cure. This is why I run (or walk), and why my sore legs don't so much matter.