Sure, my legs were sore as all get out the next day.
Sure, I huffed and puffed like a train engine.
But it sure felt good to get the heart pumping!
And get this. The first day, as I’m chugging along, I pass this older gentleman who smiles at me and says, “Good job!”
I love the way God gives us those little winks of encouragement.
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