Baseball ….. I’m a huge fan and always will be. I played baseball and softball into my 40’s until I realized it was taking more time for me to “warm up” than some of the games required. So, I ended my career and really never looked back until a week or so ago.
I walk daily ….. My personally imposed goal is to walk a minimum of 7 miles a day.
But I DON’T run ….. haven’t run since my playing days were over, with a few exceptions over the years @ work where either a fire or an explosion was involved.
Regardless, I digress …… last week I was at my gym and flying along, for me anyway, on the treadmill at 4 MPH and a 4% grade and a baseball game was playing on one of the televisions. Suddenly, my mind wondered if I could actually run to first base. Of course I blocked out any thought of actually HITTING a 90 MPH fastball, but I wondered if I could run the required NINETY FEET to first base.
After my workout was over, I walked out into the gymnasium, paced off approximately ninety feet, which is a little longer than a high school basketball court and ran ……… I was surprised by the results ….. I MADE IT ……. the world didn’t come to an end, my new heart didn’t explode, and just as importantly, I didn’t pull a quad, hamstring, or blow out a knee.
I looked at the event as progress …. running has been a fear in the back of my mind. Could I do it …. YES I COULD, though not too gracefully or rapidly ……. but more importantly to me was this fact …. here was another very small, yet significant event that was made possible by my hero, my heart donor. I thank God and my donor each day for these small accomplishments.
“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” – Robert Brault