Run

Last night, my family went out for Chinese and we went by the garden to water on our way home. My daughter was intent to go to the playground so my husband went with her and I went up the hill to the garden.

I have been reading about people with CF who like to run. Well, maybe like is a strong word. Some might like it while others like to have clear lungs and think it helps. One guy posted that he considers it running away from CF. It seems fitting really and the closest you can get to someone hitting you the old fashioned way if you don't want to strap on your vest.

It is fair to say that running is not my thing. I used to play basketball and I hardly think my short time on the tennis team or the golf team added to my abilities to run. So, I walk. I have been walking a little faster as of late. I found it really helps to set the time to count down instead of count up. It must be all in my head. I never really tried to run for any length of time because I didn't think my daughter or my small dog would save me when it didn't work out.

Well, as I finished the garden, I decided to give it a shot. I ran from my garden which gave me a little head start being at the top of the hill to my husband at the playground. The look on his face was awesome. He just stood with his hands on his hips looking at me like I had really lost my mind. He told my daughter to look at Mommy run! He claims he never saw me run in 10 years which I don't think is exactly true. So, we all lined up again and raced back to the car to go home. I see why people like to run with oxygen.

I am not a runner just yet but you never know. Today, I am off to pool aerobics and hoping that I make it through the class as this is my first attempt since last summer. Progress is slow.

Blessings,

Cindy