"YOU INSPIRED ME."
Today was the day for that dreaded yearly physical. You know the feelings you get: is my weight good? Is my blood pressure satisfactory? How about the cholesterol thing? I worried all weekend about this. Not that I really was all that worried, but you know how you get. I can't get out of the car and go have my blood pressure checked without it being a little high. And the weight thing is always a work in progress--up and down and up and down. Not a lot, just enough for me to feel like I can do better, you know those 5 or 10 pounds you'd like to be done with forever. Definitely there had been an improvement in overall physical strength over the past year, and from what I can tell, my determination to always strive to be better and keep on going is probably as strong. But what I didn't expect to hear from the doctor?
"Because of you, I became a runner. You inspired me." Wow! At least I know I'm doing a little something good in this world.