Some people are simply born to run. Their bodies seem built for it. And while I’m sure they train hard at times, it is a natural ability- much like my husband feels with a tennis racquet in his hand and I feel with a paint brush or a power sander.
To be completely transparent, I worry about my “4-Old”. Things that come so naturally to other children are just tough for her.
Whit has a kind heart, a flair for the dramatic, and is as girly as they come. But She is timid and fearful and easily distracted. Relationships are just a little tougher and meals are downright painful. Sports are awkward and I worry already that this will manifest in a child struggling to find her “place”. That she will find herself on the outside looking in.
Because of these fears and the fact that much of her personality is so very VERY different from my own I struggle to parent this girl. In truth, she often gets the least of me because she is my oldest and mostly content to entertain herself.
Last night I was lacing up my shoes for a much needed run when Whit came in and asked if she could join me. My gut reaction was NO! I wanted this 30 minutes to myself. But she was so earnest and simply wanted some time with me. So i said yes. (And truly, Whit has never been my athlete so I imagined this would be a very short endeavor and I would get on with my night.)
After changing pants and shoes and scavenging our home for a hoodie so Whit could “look just like you, mommy!” (Have i mentioned her sense of style?!)
We set off.
It was cold. Whit hates to be cold.
It was almost dark. She doesn’t like the dark.
We were on the road. Whit is terrified of being on the road with cars.
But this girl RAN for 23 minutes as hard and fast as her tiny legs would take her. She laughed, cheered, and smiled the entire time. And repeatedly declared us the “WINNERS!”
I have never enjoyed a run more than this 23 minute PR for slowest mile ever. The joy in those 23 minutes is a memory I hope never fades.
As we were walking up our driveway it hit me that I don’t need to worry about this girl. Maybe she will struggle to find her place but that’s okay.
Because she was born to run!
“Let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.”
“The God who has girded me with strength has opened wide my path. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he causes me to stand on the heights.”
– 2 Samuel 22:33-34
“I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free.”
“When you walk, your step will not be hampered; and if you run, you will not stumble.”
– Proverbs 4:12