I didn’t want to go running

I didn’t want to go running today. I didn’t want to go as I changed into my running clothes. I didn’t want to go as I put up my hair. I didn’t want to go as I tied my shoes.

I didn’t want to go.

But I did.

And as my body creaked and ached at the movement that was stiff and disjointed, I cringed and compromised that this could be a short one, but then something happened. I hit my stride and my body started to move together and it wasn’t terrible.

I’m not going to pretend like this was one of my best runs by any means, but there was something about pushing through the aches and pains and the not wanting to go run that made the run that much more successful.

Somehow the run today reminded me of my struggle to learning what in the world a FTP client was and what it was used for and how to describe what you had learned to someone else. It’s just at those moments when I think I understand technology and can help other people learn that I discover there are so many things I don’t know that others have been doing for years, seamlessly and without a blink.

So I’ll keeping running through the creaks of breaking in new shoes and breaking in new clients or FTPs or whatever you call them.