Making a dream reality

A while back, I dreamed that I witnessed the second coming. It was one of the most amazing dreams I have ever had. When I saw the Savior descend from the sky, I was jogging. I've been thinking about that dream a lot lately, mostly because I want to be worthy to be caught up to see the Savior when he comes again, but sometimes I think about why I was jogging in the dream, something I can't do at this moment because I'm so out of shape. To be honest, rising to meet the Savior seems more realistic right now than being able to jog any great distance. With that in mind, I took to the street this morning. I read somewhere that out-of shapers at basic training are asked to jog one minute, walk one minute and add more minutes each day until they can run the entire course. So I decided to try that method today. I ran as long as I could and then began the walk/jog thing and I survived. Barely. Even though my calves felt like they were going to explode by the time I got home, I will try again tomorrow.