If I was going somewhere..I was running...

Today began another start of my running career. One of my volunteers is an avid runner, running in 17 marathons over 10 years. For some reason she has taken on my case with shear passion that I also need to start running. I started off by asking her if she thought I was fat...hee hee. After that I started thinking more seriously about it but that was all I put into it was thought. So today, after months of not giving up on me. I got up early and met her at the local bike path. She asked how far I wanted to run and I said I would be happy with a mile. She just smiled...
I ran 4 miles today...and I'm astonished. I really didn't think I was going to die until about 3.5 miles. Which again shocked me, but I was pleasantly surprised. The entire time she kept talking about marathons and how much I'd love to do them and how great they were .... I can't imagine myself running a marathon, but God has done things with me that I never thought I'd do so you never know.
How's that for a shocker!