I have story and I think it’s a good one. I ran! It has been six long years since I took these sexy white hairy legs for a run. For of those that don’t know, I have some physical issues with my legs. My stride is short and I walk with a swagger that can’t be explained. So this month we have been fortunate enough to have a membership to a gym. This gym reeks of old musky men and 90’s rap music blasting from and 80’s boom box. One day last week I was feeling awesome! I felt like the strongest man in the world. “I’m invincible,” I tell myself. Then a thought came to mind, “I’m going to run today.” When everybody got done working out and they were ready to head back to the apartment I told them I was running back. The looks on their faces were a little shocked. I’m not going to lie, I was a little worried myself. What if I fall or trip and smash my face into the concrete? I told myself to man up and run. It wasn’t a 5k but I ran about 8 blocks. A rush of adrenaline was pouring through out my magnificently manly stature. I was so pumped up and at a loss for words; I screamed with joy, Glory to God in my heart. I ran because of Him!
