I have started running. You might be wondering why a woman would begin running at age 62. It’s a question I have asked myself often. I have never been into running, after all I have short legs and small lung capacity. This is not a runner’s body; at least that’s what I tell myself. I started out walking, a nice two mile path that got me going in the morning. Somewhere from within I got the nudge to try running a bit. So I would run a little and then walk, run a little more, walk, and so forth. One morning the message in my head was “What would it feel like to run the entire way? Do you think you could?” So I gave it a shot and sure enough, I was able to run the full two miles non-stop.
My husband says I use the word should a lot – always telling my children and him what they should do. I realize he’s right. Not only do I impart what I think they should do, I am constantly tell myself what I should be doing. I should eat better. I should exercise more. I should turn off the TV and read a book. I should get this project done and not procrastinate any longer. I should go to bed earlier. I should scrub the shower before it gets totally disgusting. Not only that, but I send myself conflicting messages: I should spend more time working and I should work less and have more balance in my life, sometimes all in the same day! My life is one big SHOULD.