Confession

I've heard that every person who works out has that one thing that they just can't get past in a workout. Its that one struggle that challenges them and keeps them on the edge of frustration.

Mine was sprinting. Since trying to work out and run again I just couldn't get myself to run. I felt like I was hitting a wall whenever I would try to pick up my feet to run. I couldn't explain it to my husband in any other way other than
"I just can't sprint."
I would try over and over again and I couldn't go any faster than jogging. I would lean forward, willing myself to go faster but I just could not do it.
In high school I ran track and my area was short distance running, sprinting and relay. So to say that I felt like my body had given up on me was an understatement. I even thought,
"Could I have forgotten how to run?"
Yesterday afternoon it was beautiful outside. The type of afternoon that begs you to come outside and expieriance it. So I found my opportunity and took it.
I started with just a walk and about a 5min. jog. Since I have been out for a couple of weeks due to injury. I found that I was hardly winded at all and even enjoyed the jog and didn't find it much of a chore.

Upon coming back into view of home I decided that I was going to try to sprint. I began to mentally prep myself for it. By telling myself just "do it" just "run". 

I waited for a straight strech on the road and no cars coming and started out with a light jog, then a little faster, when I hit "the wall". I couldn't do it. I couldn't sprint.
I pushed a little harder, grunting in frustration.

Finnaly I mentally grabbed all that was inside me and let my feet hit the pavement... hard!

And I sprinted.
Feet pounding the pavement.

I sprinted.

Used everything inside of me:
Two c-sections in two years

Lack of sleep

Weak body

Flabby stomach

Stress of parenting a toddler

Everything that was within that I couldn't put into words or even define.

I sprinted!

Letting the cold wind sting my cheeks

Feeling the crazy abandoment, like a child running through an open field.

I Sprinted!

Arms swinging,

legs pumping,

I SPRINTED

And it felt so good to run again.