I know this is my blog for my writing but today I'm taking a moment to share how proud I am of my husband. He ran his first 5K this past weekend and completed it under forty minutes. I'm over the moon proud of him. He knows how I like to run and wanted to participate in a race with me. Of course I was completely floored at first, because he hates to run for any reason, but I agreed it would be a good thing for him to try.
He's been training for the past couple of months. Not only for this race but because as the years have crept up on my hubby so have the pounds. His motivation might have been running in a 5K but ultimately he's trying to incorporate exercise into his life along with a healthy diet. I'm all for this. For one we have four kids together and I want to grow old with my best friend and being healthy raises the odds for this to happen.
But the main thing that makes me the proudest is that he didn't let anything discourage him from doing this race. My husband is a big guy and it would be easy for him to just give up or talk himself out of it, but he didn’t. He held strong and has made a lot of changes in his everyday life for the better.
|Us with our good friend|
Hope everyone has an amazing week and happy reading!