My thoughts make a difference. When I concentrate on the beauty around me; plants, flowers, clouds or hues of blue in the sky, my heart fills with gratitude. The effort of lifting stocky legs is diminished,  momentarily forgotten. When I watch the clock or track my distance my thoughts get mired in how am I…

I had no idea that it was possible for an old lady, (born in 1956) like me who hasn’t run since 6th grade to enjoy running. But, amazingly, I do! Running is one of the best gifts I’ve received from God lately. He used my friend Michelle to coax me into it. “Come on ….