all things progress

Let's face it. I'm pretty self-centered. I talk about myself. alot. And I'm ok with it. I intend to do more of it here. Get ready.

I recieved a phone call last week from someone I didn't know requesting that I help them out with a very challenging trail relay. My part of this trail race was to run the first 17 of the 50 mile course. I agreed and two days later I found myself at 7500' looking over Pocatello and running through snow in my running shorts. My teammates, it turns out, are wicked fast and I questioned why they wanted me on their team and realized that there really aren't that many people that can be called upon and be ready for something like that last minute. I'm so glad I was willing because not only do you have to be ready but you have to be brave enough to believe you can.

With the advent of computers, facebook, and blogs and whatnot it's easy to share information and I can imagine that to many, my exploits seem extreme so I'm here to set the record straight. In a nutshell, things progress. I haven't always been able to do this stuff nor have I always been brave. When I first decided I wanted to get back in shape after delivering three children and miscarrying late into my fourth pregnancy, my goal was to walk for 20 minutes a day. That was so hard. I'd force myself to go an extra block and then I would walk home panting and sweaty. Soon though, I began to add more minutes and I'd even try to run one block at a time. It slowly began to get a little easier. Not much though, it seems as though in the process of progressing, that when things are no longer a challenge you add more. Always keeping it a challenge. You should always keep it a challenge.

So, here I am. Five years later and this is what I've progressed to and for those who haven't witnessed this transformation it seems unreachable and extreme. It's not. People are usually shocked to hear my beginnings, they can relate to them but not to today. But anybody can do what I did first.

Anybody. So get started today.