Running Stairs...

I had seen these stairs before.  I remember thinking it would be a killer workout to run up these stairs.  I remember looking a them and thinking it would really suck to run up these stairs.  I remember walking my dogs past these stairs and thinking there'd be no way for me to run up them.  Then I got to thinking about other stuff going on in my life.  Goals I have yet to reach, things I've always wanted to do but haven't, obstacles that get in the way of those goals.  Sometimes all I see are the obstacles that get in the way.  Whenever I think this way I think of a little piece of scripture that says "Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus." - Philippians 3:13-14.  It helps remind me of what I'm striving for.

So I went and ran those stairs.  I ran them until my legs felt like jello, which didn't take very long.  I had accomplished something I always had in my mind that I'd do one day.  I got my milkshake(that's another story).  I know, its just a set of stairs.  Not a big deal, but it was just something I had always wanted to do but never took the time to do.

A few things that ran through my mind while I was running.  The first is that it doesn't as bad as it looks, once I took that first step and kept stepping it was much less daunting than standing at the bottom and looking at the stairs. The second, it was 2:00 pm and I still hadn't eaten anything that day so after I ran the stairs a handful of times, I was getting light headed and nauseous.  I made a mental note to not do those stairs again on an empty stomach.  And finally, the view seems so much nicer from the top afterwards.  The stairs don't seem as bad from the top.