Running the Straights

Last night I went to the track with one of my favorite goddesses, Kelly. We walked and talked, and then "ran the Straights". The straights are the long straight part of the track. I usually run these in honor of someone. I like to dedicate my pain to my children, my husband, or some worthy cause. It's prayer. Sometimes in my straight for Evan, I sprint (!) from goal to goal simulating a touchdown that he will no doubt make. I have this little idea that God sees my 46 year old ass running for the people I love, and He may be amused or happy. My heart is as right as it can be in that one moment.