I've been running more lately.
Why Outside, you ask?
Because treadmills are a fate worse than lactose intolerance.
I like it.
It helps me clear my mind, think through my day and remember important things.
For example, while we were in St. George I made sure to do my runs like a good girl.
While running around the neighborhood my thoughts turned to my Grandma Nedra and Grandpa Art.
Something about the area smelled like them.
I'm not talking about prunes and ointment.
I'm talking about freshly cut grass, patches of sand and small little ponds.
In other words, I'm talking about a Golf Course.
My grandparents loved Golf and they were GREAT at it!
It was interesting how a smell can generate all sorts of memories and feelings.
I really miss my grandma.
(And my grandpa but that's a whole 'nother can of worms)
My Grandma Nedra was a beautiful woman.
She passed away a few months before I turned 12.
My mom still visits her grave twice a year.
I'm grateful that I still have memories of her.
I can't wait to see her again.
Families are Forever.
And that's one of the reasons why I like running.