Tears to my eyes

Tonight I went to sparring class... First of 15.  Sparring is so tough for me.  I really hope over the next ten weeks I manage to get at least a little better... Tonight during round two I think i twisted too much, the ole back almost sent me to my knees.  It is so painful when it does that... the only description that comes to mind is someone hitting me in the back with a 2x4 loaded with electricity.  I could feel my eyes well up.  Its moments like that when I do have to admit I have doubts about what Im doing, but then I remind myself that I can experience the exact same kind of pain getting up from the couch... And that is not near as much fun. 
I did actually do my walk/run outside after all today.  I really want summer to hurry up and get here. 
I timed, myself on mile two and I was a little quicker. I'm tickled with that.   
With all the aches, pains, and 'moments'.. I just keep visually reminding myself of my goal and try not to think about how much further there really is to go. :-)  
Time for bed.