Category Archives: running

Shoes or no shoes…that is the question

For my birthday, I told my husband that all I wanted was a pair of the Vibram Five Finger shoes for barefoot style running. My husband has been running barefoot style for about six months. He absolutely loves it. Instead of the five finger shoes, he purchased material to make his own barefoot running sandals.

I have to admit, I was skeptical. Prior to running barefoot, my husband had practically given up running because his knee would swell so much and running was not fun anymore. Now, his knees do not swell, his joints do not ache, and he is able to run miles and miles. I was intrigued.

I discovered a few months ago that my oldest brother prefers barefoot running too and is planning on running a marathon in December with this style of running.

I decided to at least try this style of running even though it is out of my comfort zone. With normal style running, my knees tend to start aching after about six miles so I am interested to see if the barefoot running helps this problem. I would really like to still be running when I am sixty or even seventy year old, so perhaps this is one way to alleviate some of the harshness on my knees.

I have had my new shoes for a week now and have been easing into the different running style. I was a little too eager the first run and did three miles. My husband warned me not to, but I was so excited to test them out. Everything went great, except two mornings later, my lower calf muscles were so stiff when I got up out of bed, that I could barely walk down the stairs. I am now using leg and foot muscles that I don’t think have been used in years…if ever. It is definitely an adjustment.

The next time out, I only did about a mile and a half. Today, I did my normal four mile route and it was easier than the previous two runs. About three miles into my run I actually “forgot” I was running differently and was just running. That was a neat feeling. When I got home, I felt like I could have kept going but I kept hearing my husband’s voice in my head repeating his warning….start off slow, don’t over do it.

The verdict is still out as to whether or not I will prefer this type of running. But, I am enjoying the experiment. Who knows, I might actually discover something new that I really love doing. If not, I’m sure New Balance would be happy to take me back as a customer!

Clean Toilets or Fun Run


This morning I dropped my son off at soccer camp and had 2 hours to myself. The question became…should I clean my toilets or go for a run? The choice was simple. (I sure wish all choices were that simple 🙂 )

The last two times I have gone running I have had the best compliments. The first compliment happened a few days ago. A man road by me on his bike and said, “Geez, you are the running-est girl I know!!”

The second nice compliment occurred this morning. I was just finishing my last mile and a man drove passed me in his truck. He slowed down and said, “How far do you run?”

I lifted up four fingers and kept on moving.

His response…”Four miles! Good gracious!”

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I have friends that run 13.

Like I said, my choice today was simple…and fun.

Keep On Running!


Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls! (Hebrews 12: 1-3 MSG)

I love this translation of the first few verses of Hebrews 12. Just reading it seems to “shoot adrenaline into my soul.” Sometimes I picture a runner approaching the finish line totally exhausted and yet picking up his pace because he can see the tape and the big clock on the side of the road. Sometimes I picture Rocky in the boxing ring fighting his heart out…I can even hear the Rocky theme song in my head.

I love how we have the perfect example to follow. Every single day we can choose to remember that He has already crossed the finish line, that He has already thrown the last punch. Our job is to just keep on running until we reach the tape. Our job is to stay on our feet (or get back on our feet) and continue until we hear the boxing bell. What an awesome day that will be!

Running With Roosters

A rooster moved into my neighborhood a couple months ago.

I hear him when I go running. Every time I hear it, I can’t help but think of the trip I took last November to the Dominican Republic (DR). I had the opportunity to go on a mission’s trip with a group of people from my church. Our church helps to sponsor a school in the DR. And, for the past few years we have gone down there to help serve the school and the Dominican people. Last year was my first time going. The guesthouse where I stayed during the trip is where I heard the roosters. I was for warned to bring earplugs because apparently DR roosters don’t know the difference between 1:00am and 6:00am…or any of the hours in between. It was a pretty amazing trip and I even came to appreciate the sound of the roosters.

I went running this morning and as I left my driveway, I decided to start a mental gratitude list. Ever done one of those? Sometimes, I just like to start thanking God for things- stream of conscience, no edit gratitude. It doesn’t matter how small or how big, I just thank Him.

Thank you God for the legs to run with, eyes to see, the smell of honeysuckle, the rooster crowing, the nose to smell, my brain to think these thoughts, my new running clothes, the somewhat still cool morning, the rooster crowing, the blue skies, the birds flying over head, the names of the streets I get to run on Sunset Circle, Tranquility Lane and Holiday Island (what great names!), the rooster crowing….

A rooster moved into my neighborhood a couple months ago.

Sometimes, I like to think that God placed him here especially for me. I hear it and it puts a smile on my face. I also like to think God was being very thoughtful when he placed him just far enough away so that I don’t get the pleasure of waking up to the sound, only the pleasure of running to the sound. God must already know I am thankful enough for the geese that tend to wake me up in the mornings!