My mother has told me since I was a baby I had ants in my pants.
I never could relax and was always trying to find things to do. I felt that way this morning!
Today I had made plans to go jogging. I don’t jog! But I have made it a point to keep trying different things.
My goal is a 5k run in October.
The weather was cold and rainy about 32 degrees. I had promised myself to get out there and had planned out my route and several different scenarios. So I got dressed an was ready to go. I went to walk put the door and I heard a voice.
“Mama,” My son called, “Where are you going dressed like that.”
I had sneakers, sweat pants and an orange hoodie, not my usual nightgown.
“I am going to jog.” I said.
Isn’t that dangerous?” He asked.
“No, I answered
“Ok,” He said, “Can you ge me my Ipad.”
I laughed and started out down the road.
My glasses fogged up and it was cold. My plan was to do about a mile. It was so nice and quiet with no cars. I did about a mile in about 11 minutes.
I’m glad I have those ants in my pants.
It keeps me going!