Christmas Holiday Runs

Well, I'm a bit behind on my run blogs, but as the saying goes, 'tis the season to be busy, fa la la la la la la la la!'

On Wednesday, December 20, I ran 4 miles out in some great weather. Then wasn't able to run until Christmas Eve. I was able to get in 5 great Christmas miles! I felt really good.

Today looks wonderful! I'm hoping to get in 4 miles.

Running and Just Logging

Today I had a good 4 mile run. It was another beautiful, sunny day with temperatures in the 50's. I listened to running lectures on my ipod. I think my marathon motivation has been sidelined by all the Christmas hustle and bustle and the recent testing I had done. I'm pondering what the doctor has suggested. Just not sure about it all. But I did enjoy my run and love seeing my ponytail bounce around when I glanced at my shadow. It nearly stayed with me the whole run except when I ran under the shadow of trees.

I did get a little shot in the arm when a fellow runner told me he ran 8 miles yesterday! I've got some catching up to do!

Running and Just Logging

Yesterday I ran 4 miles. It was a good run. I listened to ipod music the whole time. I'm feeling a bit on the meloncholy side, so I'll just log my mileage.

Running and Right Things

Well, good-bye snow and ice and hello sun and 60 something degree December weather! Yesterday I got in a wonderful 4 mile run in this lovely weather! It's amazing weather - such unexpected drastic and extreme changes! I think it's supposed to stick around awhile which means I won't be stuck inside on the treadmill! Yeah!

I survived my recent procedure and the doctor told me what may be the cause of my GI running issue. She recommended another procedure and so I'm going to have to make another decision soon. But I'm going to wait until after the holidays are over. It's just too much to think about right now.

Anyway, I was glad to have that checked off my list. It was the right thing to do even if I would have rather skipped it. Sometimes you just have to do the things you don't want to do. But then after, you're glad you did them because after all, they usually are the right things!

Running and Obstacle #3 & #4

Who would ever think that Christmas and all it's festivities, decorating, card-writing, gift-buying, etc... could interfere with marathon training? Me! All these extra things seem to be snatching up my run time! But on Saturday, somehow among the Christmas choir concerts and piano recitals and shopping for gifts for a Christmas party the very next day - I managed to sneak in a 4 mile run outside!

The weather had warmed up a bit (into the 40's) and the snow was beginning to finally do some melting. I still had to run on the road in some places as opposed to the sidewalk, but I think by the end of this week, the sidewalks should be clear of all snow. It is supposed to be in the 40's all week long.

I will be unable to run again until Wednesday or Thursday. I am hoping I can run on Wednesday but we'll have to see how I feel. Obstacle #4 is a procedure the doctor ordered for me. It is scheluded tomorrow and requires fasting for a couple of days. I'm not sure how energetic I'll feel on Wednesday, so I may have to wait until Thursday to run. I had a sneaky suspicion that the doctor would schedule this test for me and I was right. Hopefully it will provide useful info as to this GI running issue of mine I've had off and on since I trained for the half marathon two April's ago. I do believe it's necessary and will be a very good indicator as to whether or not I will register for a full marathon. I am going to be hopeful.

And if I don't feel up to running on Wednesday, it may be the perfect chance to at least get some more Christmas shopping in!

Running in the White

PTL! Yesterday I finally ran outside again. It has been an entire week and so I was thrilled to be running outdoors surrounded by all the beautiful white snow. Most of my course was cleared but there were some sections of the bicycle lane and the side walk that were completely covered and I found myself having to run out on the road. I got in my 4 mile run and enjoyed the white scenery.

The temperature was just nearly 40 degrees which went to my advantage and every now and then the sun would pop out. I felt okay, but a little bogged down by all the layers I was wearing. I was happy to have finished though my pace wasn't what it normally is and surprisingly still worked up quite a sweat.

A couple of the things I wanted to accomplish last week didn't get done. I'm going to try and get those things done soon - confirming my training plan and convert the physical tips of the training lectures into some spiritual inspiration. I am finding that motivation and inspiration is going to be very important and necessary during the next 5 months. I was recently very encouraged by a dear friend who managed to get a PR and break the 4 hour marathon barrier at the recent St. Judes Marathon in Memphis! Stories like this spur me on! Just like the "cloud of witnesses" in Hebrews 11! The stories they tell, the circumstances in which they prevailed! If they can, why can't I!

Running and Questionable Cross Training

Okay, here's a question for all you runners -- Does snow shoveling count as cross training? After the snow and ice I shoveled a few days ago, I heartily proclaim, "You better believe it does!"

So this past Friday, I definitely got in some cross training and by the next day felt the effects all over - my back, my neck, and my arms! I was too sore and too tired to run on Saturday. I bet I could have pushed myself, but it just wasn't in me. The next day, Sunday, was completely full of activities so I didn't run until yesterday, which was Monday. Once again I ran 3 miles on the treadmill. It actually was easier than last Thursday. I felt pretty good. I am hoping that by Wednesday, I can run outside.

And for more of this kind of cross training, I'd rather not! Give me a pool, give me a bike, give me a weight bench, but for goodness sake, don't give me snow, especially not ice, or the shovel to clear either of them away!

Running and Treadmill Time

Wow! Talk about strange weather! Just two days ago, I ran outside in shorts and today Mr. Freeze has made the rounds! We've had freezing rain and sleet/snow coming down all day long. It is very cold. So, I was cornered into running on my lonely treadmill today. Like it or not, it was treadmill time.

I really dislike running on the treadmill but once I got into my groove, I was fine. I only did 3 miles and did some upper arm strength training as well. I had forgotten how much harder the treadmill is to me. Maybe others prefer it, but not me. Give me any chance to run outside over the treadmill any day and I'll take it!

Well, maybe by Saturday it will be back up in the 60's. Wouldn't that be just like the weather around here? Praying for it anyway!

Running Onward

I had heard that rain was in today's forecast. So, I was hoping to get out there before the rain came. It is late now and the day is nearly gone and it is finally beginning to rain.

For the end of November, the weather was incredible. I ran in shorts and t-shirt. No sweat pants or jacket or gloves or ear band was necessary. The sun was shining and the air was warm and breezy. I ran 4 miles and felt pretty good. Today I decided for the first time to try listening to music on my ipod throughout my entire course. It was quite nice.

Today I got a call from the doctor and they were able to bump my appointment up to this Friday. So, we'll see what the doctor has to say.

Running out of Obstacle #1

Yestday I hit the pavement and caught the tail end of a beautiful stretch of warm and sunny weather. I've heard that this week it is supposed to get cold again as well as rainy. So, I was happy to get a great run in - 4 miles, my usual. My son has perked up and I was once again able to engage my mind on marathon thoughts.

I don't think I mentioned this, but early last week when I went to get my hair cut I heard a couple of the salon workers talking about marathon training. I just happened to bring in the marathon training book I've been reading and so naturally chimed in to their discussion. We learned that we are all hoping to complete our first marathon at the same race in April of 2007. Hmm, another little coincidence! That was fun and I'm sure I'll be in contact with them.

The other thing I learned from my dad was that he told me he heard it was supposed to be a mild winter. I've been wanting to know about that. I hope he heard accurately. Though I love snow, especially at Christmas time, for the sake of my training will sacrifice it for a mild winter especially when I need to get in those long runs. I guess we'll see.

Well, my goal for this week is to hone in on the training plan that will work best for me. I think I'll be taking another trip to the book store as well as look around online. The other thing I'd like to do is take the lectures I've been listening to on my ipod and sit down with a pen and paper and go through them when I'm not running. There are several things I want to convert from the physical to the spiritual to make it even more meaningful and inspiring to my personal training. Then I'd like to write them on my blog to encourage other fellow Christian runners. I am a runner, but more importantly I am a Christian runner who knows that God will seep into all areas of my life - even my running. There is no area of my life that God is not apart of! He is in everything if we have eyes to see, ears to hear, and a heart that responds. It is sad how some Christians lack a biblical worldview. They only see God in the sacred and not in the ordinary things of life. They see God on Sundays, but not on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, or Saturdays. The God of the Bible consumes me. Everything I am and everything I do, Christ permeates it. I am not my own. Every circumstance of my life, He is in, and He is there. Psalm 139 says it completely. Together we have "run" out of obstacle #1. And I am sure, together we will "run" through and out of others as I press forward towards the goal.

Running and Obstacle #1

Well, I've "ran" into my first and probably not the last of running obstacles in my journey towards the marathon.

I've had a pretty ill child who picked up some nasty thing called viral gastro-enteritis, which caused massive amounts of vomiting and thus dehydration. So, since Thanksgiving, we've been at the hospital. I have not ran since last Tuesday and have missed a bunch of beautiful warm November weather. But oh well, when it comes to your children and their health, it is quite easy to put running on the back burner.

I have had several nights with practically no sleep. I'm exhausted. Hopefully, I be able to catch up next week on running and sleep!

Running Towards the Goal

Well, I am one step further along in my marathon training. Today I made a doctor's appointment. One more thing to check off my list. One more thing getting me closer to the goal. I can't get in until the end of December. I asked them to contact me if anything earlier opens up. I hope it does.

Today was a beautiful sunny day in the 50's. I got in a good 4 miler. I've started to do some running in the grass again. I can't believe how much softer it is compared to the pavement. I just think it would be good if I can get some of my mileage in on softer terrain. So, I'll give it a whirl.

The other thing that happened today was that I received an email from Fleet Feet who wanted me to know they will be starting up a training session in January for the April half marathon. They will do their long runs on Sunday mornings which will work for me. I did inquire about training plans for the full marathon, but have not heard back from them yet. I do know that I have a desire to be part of a group training. I just know I am going to need the support. This will be by far the hardest physical thing I have ever attempted to do and I am not about to do this on my own. Just as the Lord would not have us embrace a "lone ranger" Christian lifestyle, (that's one reason we are to be part of a local church family), I do believe runners aspiring to complete a marathon would be wise to connect with others to help them get to the finish. When I trained for my first half marathon, I did it on my own, by the grace of God. But this time it's diffent. Not that the grace of God would not be sufficient. I just believe this is part of the path I'm to take on this journey. So, I am going to trust that God will hook me up with a group of other runners. And who knows what plans He may have for them to get aquainted with one who loves Him beyond measure. Who witnesses to fanatical runners? Maybe another fanatical runner!

Running and Family Support

I got it! I got the okay from my kids, I got the okay from my husband! My husband said he prayed about it and he thinks I should do it! I'm elated. I am going to run a marathon! Or at least attempt to. I will never know if I can do one unless I try. So, try it is! I've started my journey and it will be up to God to block my path if He so chooses. I would not even consider this if I did not believe the Lord's hand was pointing me in this direction. But I do believe it is and will therefore pursue this desire I have in my heart. Why is it there in the first place? My answer will come in the journey ahead. One thing is for sure, this is once again about endurance. Enduring in the physical as an object lesson to endure in the spiritual. I am very excited and frightened at the same time!

Yesterday I got in 4 miles. It was a good run. My week total was 12. I'm looking forward to mapping out my training plan. I am reading a beginner's guide book for marathon training, but I'm not sure I like the plan. It's for folks who haven't been running at all. I may look around and see about some other plans. This week I also need to get a doctor's appointment. I'd like to go ahead and register for the marathon, but I may wait until I get an absolute okay from the doctor. And finally, today one of my running buddies said he's going to go for it too! He's going to take the marathon plunge! Okay, brother! Ready, Set, Go...Happy training and I'll see you at the finish!

Running and Outreach

One thing about running outside of your house, is that it takes you outside of your house. And when you are outside of your house, you may get the chance to see a neighbor or two outside of their house. Running has always provided this for me -- chances to see my neighbors, and today, some new neighbors.

The young couple were carrying things out of their car and as I approached their driveway, I stopped and simply asked, "Hi, are you the new neighbors moving in?" They both stopped what they were doing and walked closer to me. I extended my hand and introduced myself. And there we stood for the next few minutes getting better aquainted. They told me I was the first person in the neighborhood they had met and they seemed very appreciative that I stopped to say hi.

As I continued on my 4 mile run I was thinking about first impressions. In the few minutes we talked, they learned this about me -- I was the runner on the block, I had kids, older girls who can babysit which made them smile, and that if they needed anything I told them where they could find me (pointing them to my house) after I was done running.

What they didn't find out during this brief connection is that I know and love Jesus or that I am married to a Pastor. This, I am sure will come out in time. But for now, I will hope and pray they see His reflection in me. If they are Christian folks then perhaps they will. If they are not Christians they may not really know what they are seeing in me, only things they would understand to be kindness, love, understanding, joy, and compassion. Someday, maybe on a day I pass their house again as I start out for another run, I will get to make it clear that Jesus lives in me, and any good they might have hopefully seen, even in that first friendly and simple outreach the day they moved in, was Him. Him - reaching out to them.

Running takes me out of my house. And that increases my chances of seeing my neighbors and reaching out to them with the love of Christ. And that is a good thing.

Running - Not how fast, but that you do!

I am a bit behind on my running blog. To quickly update, last Tuesdays election did not fare well for those who are pro-life. Wednesday morning was emotionally difficult and called for my complete reliance on a Soveriegn God whose loving providence governs the affairs of men and nations. As the great hymn writer once proclaimed, I join in chorus! "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness, I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus name. On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand."

Regarding mileage, I only ran 4 miles on Thursday and then have not ran until today. I have been busy with some ministry details and am thankful to see the good work that God did at a recent event. He is so faithful!

Today I got in 4 miles and it was dreary, windy and cool. It seemed my body didn't really want to run. I know I was tired from a previous busy week. Needless to say, I was not running very fast. As I continued to listen to the running lectures on my ipod, I grabbed onto the opening words before each session began. The opening words were: "It's not how fast you run, but that you run." So I took comfort that I did just that - ran - even though it seemed slower than usual.

A Running Voter

Yep, today was an election day. An intense election to say the least. Many things about this election have been on the hearts and minds and in the prayers of God's people. I did my civic duty, but enjoyed a 4 mile run first.

I took off the past 2 days due to a sore throat. It seems to have gone away and so this morning I decided I was just going to go out there and run. I actually felt pretty good. I was pleasantly surprised. And encouraged!

It's been a busy day. This evening after working at the polls for my State Representative I had a chance to meet someone at an "after the election get together." This woman told me she was thinking about training for a triathlon. She mentioned the name of the tri and I told her that that happened to be the first triathlon I ever did as a mother of 4. She was so excited about talking to me and was very eager to get insight about doing a tri. She couldn't have met a more excited person for her. I was so thrilled for her! I enjoyed so much being able to help her and give her some advice that I have learned over the years, mainly from being so inexperienced and learning things the hard way! I have come such a long way and I am still learning so much. I had a blast talking with this eager woman who just wanted to try and do something that seemed out of her reach, but was willing to go for it! May the Lord bless her as she chases after a dream.

Today, I was a runner. I was also a voter. Put the two together and I was a running voter!

Running with Ipod - Day 3

Yesterday was day 3 of using my new cool handy dandy ipod. Together we put in another great 4 miles. It was a beautiful day and the sun actually came out from hiding several times during my run. It had been pretty overcast all morning. I was glad to have the sun shine down on me in patches as I ran. My week's total came to 12 miles! Haven't gotten up to 12 for a few weeks now, so I am pleased.

As I continue to think about this marathon thing, another interesting encouragement came my way. On Friday, when I went to check my email, the very first one that greeted me was the Spirit of St. Louis Marathon information and registration email. I suppose I'm still on their mailing list even though I ran the half marathon two April's ago. The timing of this email and my serious consideration is indeed, interesting. Hmm...

Recently I read this quote by T.S. Eliot: "Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far they can go." I just will never know unless I at least try. I may find that I simply cannot run a marathon. That would be very sad for me, but at least I would've found out and will have to accept my body's limitations and God's answer to my desire to be able to run such a distance. Today I'm not feeling quite as confident as I have been. Last night I did not sleep well and today I woke up with a slight sore throat on the left side. A few weeks back my sore throat was on the right side. I'm feeling some achyness as well.

Tomorrow I will see how I feel. I may have to rest up. But I can be proactive in a few other areas, like talking with my family about marathon aspirations and also making a doctor's appointment just to check on a few things. If I do those things I will be taking closer steps to this major decision. Another thing I can look into is following up on a suggestion a fellow runner gave me. He told me that if I run a marathon, I should run for a "cause." I have done that in the past. I raised money for a local pregnancy care center years ago when I attempted to run 7 miles. Back then, that was the most I had run since being a mother of several children. It was very motivating because I knew if I didn't make the 7 miles, I wouldn't get the money that folks had pledged. I'll be thinking more about this as well. And hopefully, see God's providential hand in all these areas as I move ahead.

Running and Ipods

Today is running day two of getting aquanted with my new ipod. It's just amazing. Once again I listened to some running lectures and a few songs. It was a beautiful day with blue skies, lots of sunshine, but it was quite chilly. There was a strong wind in the air, the kind that makes so much noise in your ears when running directly into it. How fortunate to have had these wonderful little ear plugs in my ears with my head band warmer over them. The loud wind wasn't an annoyance with my new gadget in place. I was also pretty distracted from the cooler weather due to listening to various running experts lecture. Such fun!

Well, once again, 4 miles flew by! I'm continueing to look for the Lord to guide my decision regarding a marathon. Yesterday, my youngest son wrote a Bible verse down on a piece of paper and brought it to me. It said, "We should make plans counting on God to direct us." It was Proverbs 16:9. How appropriate I thought. And I knew this one needed to go on the refrigerator! I guess if I move ahead with some of the things I need to do first, I can count on Him to direct me. Finding time to discuss the matter with my family should probably be my at the top of my list. Maybe we'll do this soon.

Running With A New Friend

Well, today I ran with a new friend. And my new friend made my run very sweet. I really didn't think I would enjoy the companionship as much as I did. I always thought I'd miss the quiet and solitude, but it's not how I felt. Strangely, I think I could run quite often with this friend, this new friend who happens to actually be my new nano ipod!

It was given as a gift. I'm quite sure I would've never bought one for myself. But I ran 4 miles with it today and I can't believe how much fun I had. I first listened to some training lectures on marathon running and then I listened to a few songs. My run went by so fast and I didn't even think about the run much since I was listening so intently to my new friend. I wasn't sure how well it would work, but I decided to just go for it. I didn't know if the ear phones would stay in, but they did, and I didn't have an arm band to hold it in. I just held the ipod in my hand and that worked fine. What a clever little handy gadget!

With this new friend, I feel even more confident that training for a marathon may be doable if my body can hold it together. I have not yet made this decision, but feel closer to it than ever before. I will have to have a family conference to get all of them to give a vote of confidence and full fledged support. I'll probably also go to the doctor just to make sure all is okay. Last night I bought a book on marathon training for first timers and I also commented on Dean Kardazes blog to let him know his incredible journey has been spurring me on to make the huge leap into marathon land.

As a Christian runner, I really want to know God's favor in all this. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt He led me to run the half marathon in April of '05. He was teaching me much about endurance. He is continueing to teach me about endurance so we'll see. I am watching for His green light and know it will come if He wants me to go for it. Running is a gift. And I know it has brought me closer to Jesus in many ways. It has also taught me much about running the race of faith. It will never be a substitute for the disciplines of the faith such as the Word, prayer, and fellowship with believers in a local church. But I have drawn from God as I have run and, like Eric Liddell said in Chariots of Fire, I also passionately say - "when I run, I feel His pleasure!"

Running Bliss

Alas, I regret that I was not up to the task of arising at 5 a.m. for another local Fall 5K run. But I figured since I did not go to bed until 1:00 a.m., it was probably better to sleep in, get some rest and run later in the afternoon. So, that's what I did. And what a blissful run it was! I ran 4 miles just cause I really really wanted to. Perhaps I should've only put in 3 miles since it was only the second day back at running after an 11 day pause. But it was beautiful and I felt great and it was just pure bliss!

On my run I saw two other runners which I always love to see! It always encourages me when I see other runners. And speaking of other runners, I have been very inspired by Dean Karnazes and his Endurance 50 mission! I've been keeping up with how he's doing on his website, www.endurance50.com. If you need inspiration, go to his site. He just completed his 41st marathon in 41 consecutive days! Apparently he took a fall on this last run, but that by no means will stop him. He is set on his goal and I am so motivated by what he is doing. I've really been giving some serious thought to running another half, but even more than that, a full marathon. I want to run a full marathon some day in my life. That would be a dream come true for me! For some reason I've been thinking about it a lot lately. It would require a lot, I know. But I think if I want to do one some time in my life then why put it off. Why not now? Why not go for it? But then I think of the commitment, if my body could even handle it with it's issues that seem to come and go from time to time. If I could just have someone to mentor me through it - every aspect from diet, to hydration, to training, to rest, to mental prep, etc... I would have to alter my schedule and I don't even know if that's doable. But I'll tell you that keeping a watchful eye on Dean's progress is so inspiring it just makes you want to see what you could endure! I've tasted the half. I'm getting quite a craving for the full! I am seriously going to be thinking about this.

Running Pause Concluded

Well, I was able to get out there on the pavement and run 3 miles today. I took it slow but I felt really good. I was so excited to be running after 11 days of no running that I found my mental energies being swallowed up by pure emotional joy! It was like being a kid in a candy shop! I am so thankful for the gift of running. I am so thankful that the Lord has given me this gift. I felt like my Heavenly Father was so happy to see me enraptured by this small little 3 mile run. There's just nothing like Jesus and my running shoes to take me to a place where I can unload, reload, to lock and load for more of life! My running pause has thus concluded. Hmm...do I go for the 5K this Saturday? Undecided. It's that getting up at the crack of dawn in the cold that keeps me from just going for it. We'll see.

Running Pauses

Still recovering from a lingering sore throat! I am itching to run and hoping to give it a whirl either tomorrow or Friday. I'll take it easy and do only 3 miles. There is a race this Saturday I was considering, but really don't think it will pan out. If I run tomorrow and I feel okay, I may consider it. We'll see.

Running and Post-Race Sickness

It's Tuesday and it seems I won't be running again today. Sunday evening I felt a sore throat coming on and it is still with me. I've felt a tad achy and feel like I have a touch of a fever. I can still function in all the regular daily stuff, but I don't think I should push it by running. This is hard. Usually after running a race, I really look forward to running again at my own casual and relaxing pace.

Oh well, it's time to take care of myself and rest for a while. I was thinking about doing another 5K in a couple of weeks, but we'll have to see how this sickness "runs" it's course! I hope it's in a winning mood and takes to the finish sooner than I think or want.

Running and Fall Fest 5K Race

Well, I didn't think I was going to make it out of bed this cold windy morning, but to my surprise, I did! And it's a good thing I did, cause all my other running buddies were there! Well, almost all of them! If I had decided to stay in my warm bed and sleep, I would've been a real party pooper without any good excuses to not go. I was really tempted, but one thing got me up - and that one thing was the fact that I didn't want to have regrets the rest of the day and I didn't want to feel like a big ol' loser cause I really didn't have any good excuses.

I am soooo glad I did not let my ol' flesh and bones have their way! I had a lot of fun and I made my goal - to get below 30:00 minutes! It wasn't my PR, but I was satisfied with my time. I felt pretty good and just love the running comradery among all the folks.

I only ran twice this week bringing my weekly total only to 7. Oh well, I was pretty busy. This week I'll shoot for a total of 12!

As far as race harvests go, I reaped all sorts of good stuff! The usual Runner's Goody Bag full of things like, a new water bottle, coupons, future race info, small first aid kit, a pen, and some other stuff I can't remember. There's also another new long-sleeved t-shirt, a shiny gold medal I got after crossing the finish line and my keepsake number I'll add to my collection. There were free drinks and food available after finishing. And finally, that great feeling of accomplishment and joy about doing something you could've just blown off. It's all over now and I'm sooo glad I got myself out of that bed! Thank you, Jesus, for your grace and mercy and an ever so sweet strength to "run in such a way as to win."

A Runner's Bountiful Harvest

It is finally looking like Autumn as I run. The trees are beginning to look so beautiful and I just love crunching the leaves that have already fallen on the ground with my running shoes as I pound the pavement!

Today I ran my usual 4 miles and as I did I took in all the sights, sounds, and even smells of the crisp Autumn air. One particular site got me thinking about the sowing and reaping principle. It was the site of a field of those brown corn husks that remained after the yellow sweet vegetable had been harvested - that yummy corn I enjoyed during summer bar-b-ques with friends and family.

As I ran passed the corn husks, I began thinking about the things a runner like myself, harvests. Hmm. Well, there is self-discipline, cardio-vascular health, muscle building, stress relief, solitude for reflection, and great conversations with God to name a few. When I sow this kind of activity into my life, I reap good things. Some may think it a selfish and time-wasting hobby. And of course there are always more important things I could be doing with the 4-5 hours of exercise per week I fit into my schedule. But I truly believe that the harvest I bring in, due to running, God uses to make me even more fit to be the kind of servant He desires me to be.

Soon I'll be running by that field of corn husks and they'll be gone. The process of sowing corn seed and reaping in a harvest of ripened results will begin again. So it is with our lives. We sow. We reap. We sow. We reap. And the question will be, will our sowing bring a bountiful harvest fit for the King? That's my desire, anyway - in running, in life.

Finally Running Five!

Well, it took awhile, but I finally ran 5 miles today! Yahoo! But, I did have a bit of a problem with my runner's gut flaring up. Bummer! Hmm, wondering what to do about that. Anyway, I was very happy to have ran 5 and I felt pretty good through out the whole run.

About 3/4's into my run I passed some other runners who were coming towards me. We exchanged "hello's" and I asked them how far they were running. One of them said, "Oh, only about two." And I said, "That's great! Have a good one!" As I proceeded to run, I thought about their "2," my "5," and the runner I ran into the other day - her "10." We were all running, all at different paces, all with different goals, but running just the same - moving forward and making progress.

I am pleased I made 5 miles today - finally!

Running and Surprise Endings

Yesterday was a great running day weather wise! I felt really good as I ran yet again another 4 miles. I guess I'm just in a 4 mile rut. Haven't been able to get in that 5, but I was inspired to get it in soon, by my surprise ending to yesterday's run.

As I neared the end of my course, another runner was heading towards me. I got to the point where I stopped and as she passed me by we both said "hello." Then as she continued to run by me she asked, "Are you done?" I said, "Yep, got my 4 miles in." She said, "That's great!" Then I asked her, "How far are you running?" And with her head turned back towards me while she continued to run she said, "I'm hoping to do 10!" I shouted, "That's great and you couldn't have a better day for it!" Then off she went.

"I'm hoping to do 10!" Yep, that encouraged me. There's always someone ahead of you, a little farther in the distance from where you are, either on the running course, or the path of life. I like to remember that. It keeps me fixed on trying to catch up, go farther, press on and helps me remember how far I've come. Also, others are behind me, and to them, maybe my "4 miles" will encourage them to keep going.

My hope is in the Lord Jesus. And in Him, I'm "hoping" to spiritually "do 10"!

Running and Indian Summers

It's been four days since I've had an opportunity to run. I was able to go with my husband to a conference where he was asked to lecture. We traveled to the East coast and while I had good intentions and brought my running shoes, the conference and the chance to go to some historic sites squashed out any time to squeeze in a run. We arrived back home late last night and so today I was just itching to get in some run time. And I did. I ran a good 4 miles in what some would define as an Indian Summer day - meaning - it was very hot on a day when it's not supposed to be so hot! We are, afterall, in the month of October and days in the 90's are generally rare. But I made it and put out a good sweat - something I hadn't done due to the cooler weather we've been having, in a while.

I was happy to have be able to run. There was lots to pray about and think about. I got some inspiration for an annual women's event I help coordinate each year.

I know the things I heard over the past weekend at the conference filled my tank with encouragement, motivation and inspiration to keep my eye fixed on the things His good providence would have me do. It was great to run and think about the things I heard and saw over the weekend.

I also had a blast meeting some great folks, one of whom was a runner who had run a marathon. In a restaurant located in Alexandria, Virginia, where George Washington even dined!, we shared some great running stories with each other. And on this hot Indian Summer day, it was fun to reflect on these things as I ran another 4.

Running Against Wind & Culture

Today I had a great 4 mile run. It was rather blustery, especially during one stretch of my course. I had to press hard and it still felt like I wasn't making much head way. Hmm... this seems to happen in the race of faith as well. You try to make a godly difference in various areas, but alas, the change you hope to see can be slow, unwelcoming, and plain out rejected.

But you must still press through remembering it really is after all, a matter of obedience - your obedience to God and what He has called you to do. If you keep your eye fixed on that mark, the shadow of faintheartedness won't be overwhelming.

As a Christian there are many things in our windy secular culture that could deter our race to live out our faith. Recently, someone I know tried to make a difference by giving others a chance to read some information about the upcoming legislation regarding the stem cell inititive. Her efforts were unwelcomed and rejected by some. This could easily bring about some discouragement. But as I reminded this dear sister, Jesus was killed. Dare we expect anything less? We don't suffer anything close at this point. Maybe rejection. Maybe gossip and slander. But not bloodshed.

Today I ran against windy forces. But I pressed on. And whatever the "secular wind," that I'm up against, pressing through it will be my surest step towards stronger faith as well, even if it seems I'm not making much head way.

Running Frustrated

My past two runs have had a little extra "kick" in my stride. Why? Well, I've been running frustrated. And it is amazing what a little frustration can do for your pace. It has been a real outlet to "let off steam" and "cool down."

Of course, this is one of the reasons I run. It's just simply a great stress outlet and is a sure remedy to bridle emotion that is itching to run wild. The apsect of the physical exertion of running coupled with the spiritual act of prayer as one runs is a sure way to regain and maintain balance.

So, the past two 4 mile runs were good as well as mind, heart and soul clearing. I am eager to see and discern what the Lord is doing and how He is guiding.

Running Ruts

Monday and Wednesday were both filled with the same ol same ol running rut - my regular 4 mile course. On Wednesday I came close to breaking out of it, but then backed out at the last minute. I really want to get in 5 miles at some point here, just for the sake of doing something other than 4 miles. Maybe tomorrow or Saturday.

Both of my runs went well. I had some good uphill paces. The cooler weather has been amazing, but I'm still putting out a pretty good sweat! I am looking forward to the upcoming 5K race and I think I'll begin to mentally prepare myself to get a decent time. Preparing for a race does seem to help me when I feel "rutty." It motivates and stretches me. Even though it's only a 5K, I can still feel challenged by it. I would love to break 30:00 minutes for sure. I would think faster or could think about breaking my PR, but this course has some hills in it and a huge one in the beginning. I'll have to find out what I ran it in last year and shoot to at least do better than that time. I don't want to be unrealistic but I do want to push myself.

Since it's just a few weeks away, I'm going to focus on eating healthy to prevent any sickness, especially since at the moment I happen to have an ill child in the house. It's a pretty bad upper respiratory thing and I just don't want to get it!
I need to make sure I'm getting plenty of rest too.

Running With Autumn on the Horizon

Whoops, behind in blogging again. But here's a quick update: this past Tuesday I ran 4 miles in beautiful cooler weather. Autumn is indeed in the air and coming soon. It's the best of the best in running weather! I absolutely love running in the months of September, October and November! Not too many fall colors yet, but I know it's just a matter of weeks when my outdoor Autumn runs will captivate my vision and send my heart into grateful praise to my creative Creator! He is the God of truth, beauty and goodness and it blesses me to see it abound in nature!

After my run on Tuesday, I began having some stomach issues and was unable to run again until Friday. I ran another 4 miles. It was another good run. I am not very happy about only getting in 8 miles, but it is what it is. Perhaps this week I can get in a good 12 miles. We'll see.

I did manage to register for a local Fall Fest Fun 5K Run. I've been running in this race for the past several years and have a blast. It takes place on a October Sunday morning. Last year, in the very last 1/4 mile stretch, I picked up my pace to finish hard and strong. As I did, I caught up to a little girl, probably no older than 12. As I ran passed her I heard her crying and realized she was slowing down. I kept right on running. Then I heard these glorious nearby church bells. Somehow they reminded me of all the brothers and sisters in Christ that have encouraged me to run the great race of faith without giving up. I slowed down and began to run alongside the little girl who was practically walking and crying and I just started to encourage her. I kept telling her, "You can do this! Come on now, you got this. Look, you can see the finish. Don't give up! Keep on running!" I began hearing all these people cheering her on. She started picking up her pace and finally made it across the finish line. After I crossed the finish line some lady came over to me and thanked me for encouraging the little girl. Encouraging that little girl gave me more satisfaction as I saw her overcome her urge to quit than running the 5K myself. Sometimes, we just need to be there to encourage someone. And someday, that someone could be us!

Running in Branson

This past week I was on a little vacation with my family and some friends. And as most people know, vacations interfere with regular routine. So, while I was planning on getting at least two runs in while vacationing, I only managed to get in one. And a hilly one it was! I mean they were whopper-like hills! I had a great workout running them. It was beautiful and the weather was perfect.

For the past three years, we've gone to the same resort and so I was familiar with the course. I did not measure it in distance, but I ran for a good 40 minutes and probably ran at least 3 1/2 miles.

When we arrived back home last evening, I decided to bolt out the door and get in another run. I ran my usual 4 mile course and was happy to be on it again. By the time I got back home it was dark out, but I sure felt good. Every now and then, evening runs have a special place in my heart! Though they are few and far between, they seem to take on an entirely different feeling. I enjoyed my evening run very much!

It is now Sunday, the start of a new week. I hope to get a better running total than last week. And even though I only ran once while I was gone, two days of walking around Silver Dollar City made me feel like I wasn't sloughing off too bad!

Running With My Dad

Well, I didn't actually run run with my dad. I was running with him figuratively as I thought about him and prayed for him. Lately, I have had a sensitive heart to the things to which I feel I'm not being faithful. Besides my poor efforts to witness for Jesus, I have also been lacking the caring and watchful eye a daughter should have for her elderly father. So, I called him today and made plans to get together with him for dinner.

Since I knew I was going to be seeing him, I thought about the things we could discuss over our dinner as I ran my 4 mile course. This kept my mind quite occupied and before I realized it I had already ran up one of the more difficult hills. That worked out nicely!

My running route takes me by a home for the elderly and on occasion I will see what I am guessing to be an adult child pushing their elderly parent in a wheeled chair along the sidewalk. Often I think that the day will come when my father is no longer here and thus need to redeem the time with him before that day comes. There are a couple of verses in 1 Timothy Chapter 5 that God has brought to my attention on many occasions. Verse 4 says, "if any widow has children or grandchildren, let them (the children or grandchildren) first learn to practice piety in regard to their own family, and to make some return to their parents; for this is acceptable in the sight of God." And verse 16 says, "If any woman who is a believer has dependent widows, let her assist them, and let not the church be burdened, so that it may assist those who are widows indeed."

At this point, my dad is far from being dependent, but he is in his 70's and I must be sensitive to that fact, plus the fact that he lives by himself and could use the company. So, my run with my dad was good. I truly looked forward to spending the evening with him.

Our dinner was lots of fun and to all of our surprise, a carnival just happened to be near the restaurant. So my dad, three of my children and I were off to the carnival. As we walked toward the ticket booth, my dad reached into his pockets and gave me some money to pay for a couple of rides for each kid. I didn't want to take it, but I could tell it pleased him so to be able to do this. He said, "I just don't get to do this kind of thing that often." I took the money, bought the tickets and watched my dad watch his grandkids ride the rides at the carnival. You should have seen how he smiled as he watched them. It was indeed a grand ol' time!

When I went running with him earlier, I had no idea we'd be spending our time together at a carnival. You just never know what one day will bring! Maybe, when I am old and sitting at home by myself a lot, one of my kids will call me up and we'll find ourselves at the end of the day watching children ride the rides at a carnival. And if that day ever comes, my wallet will be out of my purse in no time at all, following the example of my own dad. And I'm sure I'll be smiling just has largely as he was.

Catching Up on Runs and Reflections

It is almost a week since I've logged miles and blogged thoughts. So, quickly here are the miles on logging - Thursday, August 24th I ran 4, Saturday, August 26th I ran only 3. Last week's total came to 11 miles. Still haven't got in that 5 mile run I've been hoping to do.

Today, I ran 4 miles in cool and glorious weather. How much more enjoyable it is to run in cooler weather as opposed to running in hot and humid weather. I had a good run. I was able to think more clearly about things. I also ran part of my run without holding a water bottle. It was nice to have free hands for at least half of the course.

It's late now and I am a bit tired and both of my hips feel a mite achy. As far as any deep reflections go, I have been thinking a lot about Hurricane Katrina. Today marked the one year anniversary of this horrible catastrophe. Last October I was part of a team from my Church to go help with disaster relief. The Lord spoke to me in a powerful way when I was there about the love and compassion He has for people. I will never forget shoveling out muck and sludge from these folk's house when He clearly told me to put my shovel down and go tell these people why I was there and how much He loved them. It became a sacred place - and remains a sacred place.

I am busy with so much life. There are children to care for, train and raise; there is a husband who needs my time, attention and help as well; there is a house that needs maintenance; home schooling duties; outside commitments with church and school; extracurricular activities for us all; friendships to keep and correspondences too; and so many other things. With all this life swirling about me, I shamefully find myself omitting Christ's call on my life to be a "fisher of men." I believe my life is filled with the good things of God! But I am saddened that it takes things like Katrina disasters to wake me up to the stench of men living and dying without Jesus in their life. I must find more balance in my life - a rejuvinating new balance. Like the brand name of my running shoes - New Balance! "New Balance" to keep lost souls more consistently on my heart. This is what I've been thinking about lately.

One of my recent Bible readings was Ezekiel 37. It is one of my favorite chapters in the Word and gives an account of a vision Ezekiel had about a valley full of dry bones and how the breath of God blew upon them and they came alive and became an exceedingly great army.

Out of the dust, God made man. Out of the muck, God saves man. And in the muck, one day in the aftermath of Katrina, I dropped my shovel and shared Jesus with some dry bones. I have since tried to contact those two folks but to no avail. I pray for them and hope I see them in heaven. Only this could top that unexpected sacred moment. Until then, I pray that this "new balance" to be a bold and contagious witness in word and deed will come alive like the dry bones Ezekiel saw in the valley of his vision.

Running and Noisy Katydids

I am behind in my blogging. And even now, I'm pressed for time. This will be short and sweet.

Unfortunately,I did not get in 5 miles on Saturday as I had hoped. But it wasn't because I wimped out, I just didn't have the time. I was working on a policy handbook for school and had computer issues. It just took me longer to get the project done. But 4 miles is still good and as I ran I couldn't believe how noisy those katydid creatures are! They were breaking my concentration and efforts at prayer, but I kept trying to focus. I was trying to pray a lot for our church service for that evening. I did feel really good on my run. I picked up the pace due to the time crunch and decided that those katydids were either joining me in prayer with their "Amens!" or they were cheering me on as I ran!

They were there again yesterday as I ran another 4 miles. For whatever reason, I had a slow start. Just couldn't seem to get going until almost half way through the course. I felt sluggish and my legs just felt heavy. I pressed through it as those katydids once again cheered me on. I had to laugh at my silliness to think that these tree insects were actually watching this poor pathetic runner huffing and puffing with lead for legs plod through the heat. Oh well, whatever works! At least I found myself finally getting into my runninng rhythm!

Maybe, tomorrow I will try for 5.

Running Peace

I can't believe it is already Thursday! My week has been crazy. And I only have time to log in my miles. So, on Tuesday I ran 4. It was a great run! The humidity was very mild to say the least. I felt really good. Then today, all I had time for was a quick 3 miles. Again, I felt really good. So I was able to quicken my pace. I actually was pressd for time so I didn't have a choice. I am hoping to run 5 miles on Saturday. My schedule looks like I'll have time for it. That way if I do I will get in another total of 12 miles for the week.

I have lots on my mind - the new school year, trying to finish up some summer projects around my house, juggling schedule changes, and church things. As I've ran these past two times I've been reminded that "peace comes to him whose mind is stayed on Thee." So in running motion I've been meditating on having my mind quietly fixed or motionless to think of Jesus.

Running Week Total = 12

Well, I haven't done this in a while, but yesterday I squeezed in a 4 mile run which made my week total come to 12 miles! However, I did not get in the 5 mile run this past week I was hoping to do. Rats! I know if I hadn't been crunched for time yesterday, I could have ran 5. I had a good run yesterday. The weather was fairly cooperative. But I just didn't have the time I needed. Maybe this week.

I did get a return of my "runner's gut" issue this past week. This does not make me very happy. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it. Just when I want to increase my distance! I need to watch my diet better, which I've not been doing and get back on some herbs and minerals I was taking but ran out of.

I am happy though to have put in 12 miles this week. I remember when I was easily putting in 20 miles a week. How I would love to return to that! I am also happy to say that I have not battled any sore throats for the longest time! What a blessing that has been.

Last night at church we focused on one of my favorite chapters of the Bible. It was Psalm 119! I'll end this entry with one of my favorite verses from that chapter. Psalm 119:32 says, "I shall run the way of Thy commandments, for Thou wilt enlarge my heart." Running a week's total of 12 miles does good to the heart. But running the way of God's commandments does even better for the heart!

Pre-rain Run

Wow, today I made my run just in the nick of time! It couldn't have been better timing. I almost ran at about 8 am. Then I decided to wait until I got back from taking my daughter to horse camp. I returned, stretched out and took off. As I began to run, the clouds rolled in and it was perfectly overcast and breezy! But still hot, just not as bad as having the sun beat down on you.

I ran 4 miles and probably wouldv'e gone for 5 except the A/C man was coming to fix a leak in our unit. I had to get back in time. But it was a good run and I was able to pray with pretty decent focus. I was probably inside about 10 minutes when the rain came pouring down. Though that hasn't always been the case, I managed to outrun the rain today.

What else can I outrun today? Tomorrow? and the next day? Sin - I hope! Foolish decisions - I pray! Satan's flaming arrows - by God's Grace!

Running With My Daughter

Today was another hot day. I was really wanting to run with someone to help my motivation. I talked my daughter into running with me. She's been running, but not the distance I usually go, so I told her she could walk at times where I'd go on ahead and eventually turn around to meet back up with her. It worked and I had someone to run with!

It was a very nice change. I usually don't mind running alone, but on occasion have a strong urge just to have someone there along for the company. Someone who will be going through similar "torture" to make it through a hot run. My daughter went about halfway then ran on home while I continued to finish my 4 mile course. She hit it hard the last stretch before she stopped. Way to go! Finishing well, finishing strong, finishing hard! There's no other way to finish! My body has been well-trained to finish likewise. It is now just a habit or almost an involuntary reflex. I near the end of my course and at this one point, I kick it in to high gear, or should I say, my legs and arms just start pumping away!

I ran 4 on Saturday too. I would like to do 5 miles this week, but it looks like it's going to be another hot, hot week! We'll see.

My dad recently gave me 3 copies of Runner's World magazine and I've been enjoying them a lot. I'll probably start subscribing soon. There are so many helpful articles and stories of inspiration! I'm getting hooked!

Just Running

For some reason, I haven't been doing much reflecting during my runs. I suppose it's because I've just been trying to get through the heat. My focus has been interrupted and most of my concentration is on getting through the run. Yesterday I did 4 miles. I felt pretty good. Any thought not given to the goal of accomplishing the course was given to some prayer request needs.

I've been doing some reading in Runner's World magazine. It sure helps to keep the running motivation going in these day of extreme heat. Today is an off day. Tomorrow I'll shoot for 4 miles again. I'd like to bump up the mileage to 5 soon. Maybe next week.

Running Ablaze

Today is Tuesday and I haven't even blogged my Saturday run. Really all I can say about Saturday's run and today's run is that it's been really, really, hot. Like you're just on fire hot. Ablaze with heat, hot! And because of this blazen heat, I have only ran 3 miles on both of these HOT days! Better than nothing, though.

I almost ran inside on my treadmill today, but I saw a breeze going and decided to run outside. I believe it's suppose to cool down by the end of this week. That will be a very good thing. It's just not pleasant running in temperatures in the upper 90's to 100 with heat advisory warnings in the air. I did survive, but it sure seems that the rest of the day I struggle to really cool off. By the time I cool off, it's time to run again, in the heat!

Running Under Ominous Clouds

On Monday, I ran 4 and didn't run again until today. I was busy up until midafternoon doing things that needed to get done. Then I had my chance to go for a run. As I was lacing up, I heard it - big loud cracks of thunder. I looked out the window and saw some pretty dark and ominous looking clouds, but didn't see any rain. I decided to take my chance and go run anyway. God was good and though it thundered a few more times, He held back the rain.

What was nice about running today in these weather conditions is that you didn't have the sun beating down your back. There was also a good breeze going. I thought I would be fortunate to get 3 miles in, but I was feeling pretty good, and it wasn't raining, so I did 4 miles.

I was able to pray about several things. It was good to draw near to the Lord in prayer under the ominous clouds He spoke into existence. I knew He was in those clouds for it says in Psalm 97:1-2, "The Lord reigns; let the earth rejoice; let the many coastlands be glad. Clouds and thick darkness surround Him; righteousness and justice are the foundation of His throne."

Under the dark clouds, at the throne room of righteousness and justice I laid my requests before the reigning Lord. And I was filled with joy and gladness. All during a 4 mile run that scary clouds almost kept me from.

Running 11 Total and Answered Prayers

Yesterday, the weather had broke from intense heat to a very nice day in the mid 80's and a breeze to go with it. I was game for doing 4 miles and was very excited to exceed 10 miles for the week's total by just 1 more, making 11. Since I hadn't done that for awhile, I was pretty pleased with myself.

I found myself not needing to pour water over my head as I ran. That was also nice. It was a good run and because it wasn't so hot, I concentrated on praying for our Saturday evening Church service a lot. I just wanted the Spirit of the Living God to be evident. I prayed that God would pour out His Spirit upon us as we gathered together. And I truly believe He did!

It was an awesome service. We had two of our missionaries share about their work. It was very moving to me in many ways. I felt inspired to be more about my Father's business in the area of evangelism and more eager to be vigilant to pray for the work I heard about. God does love the world. I read it this morning - John 3:16 could not be more clear. He loves the world and desires to save souls. Those here where I live and those far away. He is not partial.

I was really moved after the service. And I stood there for a moment just taking in the Lord's answer to my prayers earlier when I had run. As I stood there, a woman came up to me and just gave me the biggest hug. I did not know her. In fact, I only met her last week. It was the first time they had come and were back a second time. She pulled away from me and with tears in her eyes she said to me, "This place is just beautiful. The people here are just beautiful." Wow. She then gave me another big hug. At that point, I was crying. She could not have known what her words meant to me. And the timing of them. Then I told her that I appreciated her words and could not help but agree with her. I told her as much as I feel biased at times because I am married to one of the pastors, I believed this was a good Church, and it was good because God was here. I told her that by no means was it a perfect Church and she said she knew that because she said there aren't any perfect Churches. Then she said that even if there were, she would ruin it the moment she entered. I told her she couldn't ruin this Church's perfection because I already had. We laughed. We cried. God's Spirit had touched this woman deeply and she knew it. She saw beauty. She saw goodness. She saw Jesus at my Church. Wow. Just wow.

Running and Pressing Through the Desire to Stop

Yesterday, another hot day, gave me quite the challenge! I went out around 12:30 and set my mind to do 4 miles. I had my water and God sent a nice breeze. Thank you, Jesus. But still, I got to a point in my run and I just wanted to stop, get in the shade and cool off. I forced myself not to quit. I kept telling myself, "just press through it!" And I did! What a happy contented feeling!

Today is an off day, at least in the physical. Mentally and emotionally I have been fired up after getting on the endurance50.com website. At the moment I feel inspired to do a 1/2 marathon in the Lewis & Clark race on September 17. I'm probably just blowing some hot air, but the inspiration and motivation that has come over me after being on that website is fun anyways! I don't really know if I'll do this. I have yet to even decide about the triathlon in August. It's all WORK - HARD, HOT, TIME-CONSUMING and GRUELING. Is this really what I want? It's a MENTAL MOMENTOUS DECISION that once made, your in. Until then, your just a sideliner, sitting on the bench, having grandiose thoughts ABOUT being a winner. So, I'm just kind of sitting here on these thoughts. Hmm..., what is it that will get me up and really going?

Running in the Wicked Hot Weather

On Tuesday, I ran 3 miles in more of same wicked heat we've been having. I ran at about 11 am so it was only about 93 degrees. The humidity remained high and by late afternoon, the tempture had climbed to 99 degrees.

I am planning on running on Thursday and I'll have to run early. We had a good rain and a storm blow in on Wednesday evening. I think it cooled things down a bit, but I heard it was still going to be wicked hot on Thursday and Friday. If it's not too bad, I'll try to go 4 miles.

Running and Lifelines

Yesterday, the heat was in the mid 90's. It was also pretty humid. But I wanted to run and only found time at 2 in the afternoon. I knew I'd need to bring some water not just to drink, but for dousing over the head. I left the house with 2 bottles, hiding one behind a tree for retrieving mid-way into my run.

Off I went. I decided to just stick with 3 miles and go a nice steady pace. No sprint work today. In no time at all, I was pouring the first bottle of water over my head to keep from overheating. By the time I finished my course, both bottles were empty - half in my belly, the other half over my head.

Unfortunately, there were no sprinklers that I saw and I was thankful I had my bottled water lifelines.

Feeling the cool water on my head and dripping down the back of my neck and the side of my face reminded me of Psalm 133 where we are given a picture of Aaron being anointed with oil and how it ran down over his head, face, beard and robe. It was soothing and pleasant, comforting and refreshing. Of course, the context of the Psalm is about Christian brethren dwelling together in unity. And, unity, has that same effect. It is soothing and pleasant, comforting and refreshing - a lifeline of sorts. When there is unity among God's people, we are equipped to go the distance. I could never do this Christian life without my faithful brothers and sisters in Christ. Likewise, I couldn't run in 90+ degree weather without bringing water to keep me going. Unity must be preserved by prayer and a mature love for one another. Mature love extends grace, extends mercy and knows how to cover a multitude of sins. Mature love lets go of pride and embraces humility. May my prayer echo that of Christ's in John 17:21, "that they may be one, even as Thou, Father, art in Me, and I in Thee, that they also may be in Us; that the world may believe that Thou didst send Me." And in verse 23, "I in them, and Thou in Me, that they may be perfected in unity,..." "Perfected in unity!" Now that's one refreshing lifeline! I want some of that poured over my head!

Running and Sprintwork x 5

Yesterday I was able to get another 4 miles in. Plus, an addition to my workout! I threw in 5 sprints, 3 being up hill. It was a gruelling muggy afternoon, but there was a drizzle of rain here and there along my run. I'm not sure how I managed to do that, but I did! I've been trying to hydrate a lot today. I've felt a little sluggish today, but I was out in the heat again, not running, but doing yard work up at my church.

3/4 of the way into the course yesterday, I also got a major sideache. I ran it out lowering my pace. By the time I got to my last sprint, it was gone and I finished strong and hard.

Running in the heat makes it difficult to focus and reflect. But something I read today in the Word has been on my mind all day long. I just finished the last chapter of 2 Samuel. In this chapter David was told to build an alter to the Lord on an area of land that belonged to Araunah, the Jebusite. This man wanted to give King David everything - the land, the beasts and even the wood to offer a sacrifice to the Lord. David had told Araunah that he wanted to buy the land even before he offered all those things freely to him. David responded to this free offer by saying, "I will surely buy it from you for a price, for I will not offer burnt offerings to the Lord my God which costs me nothing." The result? The Lord was so moved by David's offering that He stayed a plaque that was to come to Isreal.

Wow. How often we serve God when it doesn't cost us much. And then when it does, we look for a way out, or an excuse. Our passion and desire to love God, know Him and serve Him should not falter when it becomes costly. We must be as David and not offer Him things that cost us nothing. "God things" come with a price. As do "good things" such as wanting to get in a 4 mile run in the muggy heat, or finish a 1/2 marathon, or just get through a 5K race. Yep, "God things" and "good things," worth the cost - totally!

Running 4 Again, Finally!

My summer blogging has been pretty pathetic. I am behind two running entries. Last Friday I ran 3, but then on this past Sunday, I finally ran 4 miles! It has been a while since I ran 4. The day was a bit overcast and there was a breeze in the air. When I came to the point of my 3 mile turn around point, I just decided right then and there to go for 4. I kept on running and finished beyond that 3 mile rut I have been in. Yeah! I was thrilled!

Today, I hoping to get in another 4. We'll see. The weather is calling for rain and I know it's pretty humid already. But I'm looking forward to my run and will try to get out there before the noon hour.

I'm also a bit thrilled about the possibility of doing another team triathlon in August. I really wasn't thinking about doing the whole thing myself, and my biker from my team last year, wants to do the whole thing as an individual. I wasn't sure if I could pull another team together. But, I think there may be a chance now. I'm working on it. If the other two commit, I'm going to have to hit the pool and beef up on my swimming. More work, I know. But nothing helps motivation more, than to commit yourself to a racing event. I'm hoping to be committed by next week if I can get all my ducks in a row.

Running With Racing Buddies

My 5K Firecracker Run this past Tuesday morning was a lot of fun. I didn't beat my personal best, but I had fun nonetheless because I was there with some running comrades.

The weather was pretty good, but a little on the muggy side. The course was okay. I was told it was a pretty flat course, but it actually wasn't. There were some definite inclinations. I'm guessing that is why I got the time I did. I didn't even break 30 minutes! I felt pretty good on the run, but I guess I just didn't push myself hard enough.

I was happy to see my friends make it through the finish line. I'm proud of them all and look forward to doing more future runs together. And for any of you reading this entry, remember our running covenant - "what happens at a race, stays at a race!" Especially our lovely early morning looks and post race aroma! Good thing our Christian love of the brethren is unconditional! Great job, all!

Running and Race Readiness

I had a good run yesterday in spite of the hot and humid weather. Fortunately, there was a good breeze in the air. I got in my 3 miles and will now rest until Tuesday a.m. for the 5K.

Since I do not know how the course will be, my plan is to start out nice and steady, not thinking about all the other runners around me. Sometimes it helps to just imagine I'm on my own home course. It helps to settle down those race day jitters. My goal is to remain focused, calm and remember just to have a good fun run. I would like to do my personal best, but I don't feel too competitive about it. I will be happy with anything under 27:30.

I have been feeling very good in the physical sense and I am so grateful for that. I am not taking anything for granted. I feel good. No health issues at present and I am sooooo very grateful.

In the spiritual sense, God's presence has been abundant, His grace ever sufficient. His Word has been alive to me. It is interesting to notice or map out the ups and downs of one's Christian pilgrimage. I certainly had a valley time a couple of months ago. It was difficult, but it's as if those valley times, where weeping lasts for the night, make those times, when joy comes in the morning, much more pronounced and alive. The valley hides God's presence even though He isn't hidden. You grope in the darkness and the showers of your own tears and feel that God is far away. It isn't a pleasant feeling. Your emotional and vulnerable to things that cause your mind to dwell on falsehoods. But somehow you stay the course, you weather the storm, you persevere through the valley and before you know it you have reached a glorious summit and you see God absolutely everywhere. It causes you to appreciate the valleys because somehow it does a good work for your faith.

I am up and running - physically and spiritually. Am I ready for a race? You bet I am. Because God has been at work in my soul!

Running and Landscaping

Today was a humid day. But I got in 3 miles even when at times I thought about slowing down and taking a break under the nearest shade tree. I stayed with it. I thought I'd try to survey all the neighbors' landscaping. Actually, I think I was really on the look out for a sprinkler. But there wasn't any in sight. I pushed through the heat and humidity without any sprinkler comfort.

The landscaping kept me preoccupied. About 2 1/2 miles into my run, I passed by this one man's house who has been creating some beautiful gardens, pathways, and one huge red brick patio. I have seen him out in his yard, working very hard on many of my runs for about the past month. Each time I pass by, he has made more progress. I even manage to tell him as I run by that I think his yard is looking "just great!" He gives me a smile and I run on by knowing he was happy to have someone notice.

Today, once again, he was out working away, and I finally found out the motivation for all his hard work. As I ran by, I encouraged his hard work and said he must be planning for a big July 4th party. He just smiled and said, "No, this isn't for the 4th. My daughter's getting married and we're having the reception in the backyard." Ah, I thought, that is why he has been working so hard.

The man worked hard. For quite some time. In the heat. And in the humidity. I never saw anyone else helping him. And his yard looked beautiful! They will have a lovely reception.

Hard work pays off. Whether it's running or landscaping, working hard through the elements of heat and humidity, day after day, or every other day in my case, it will pay off. I hope to see my diligence come out in the 5K race I signed up for yesterday. I don't know if the course will be hilly or not. I'd love to break my 27:16 time. I guess we'll see.

I plan on running on Saturday, then taking it easy til race day, July 4th.

Running Modestly

Today is Monday and I did not get in a run yesterday like I had wanted. But I was out there today and put in a good 3 miles. The weather couldn't have been better. It was cool and overcast. At first I didn't want to get out there. But I ignored my fleshly urge to be lazy! It ended up being a great run and I found myself reflecting on the issue of modesty.

It is not surprising in light of the fact I addressed over 60 girls at a youth camp last week on this topic. As I ran, I found myself praying for these young hearts to receive what they heard.

Indeed, it is not easy to be modest these days. Everywhere you look, there are images of immodesty. They can be plastered on billboards, seen through various media venues, walking on the sidewalk and even running on the roadside. For instance, yesterday as I was driving in my car, I saw in the distance the faint image of a runner. I always get excited to see a runner doing their thing and unless my kids beat me to it, I shout, "Look everyone, it's a runner!" Yet as I drove closer to the runner, I realized it was a woman who was running in practically what looked like a swim suit! Did I really want to draw the eyes of my young boys to this runner? Well, no, obviously not. So we passed by the runner quietly and silently. I thought for sure someone else would point out the runner, but they didn't. I was relieved.

Christian women who love sports and consider themselves an athlete must remember that modesty issues continue to apply in this context. People notice runners on the side of the road. I like to use it sometimes as a witnessing opportunity and put on one of my favorite Christian T-shirts. If I pass people walking on the side of the road, I pray that God might use the verse on the back of my T-shirt or the image of the cross, or whatever it might be, to draw them to Himself. Who knows, maybe one day in heaven, someone will approach me and tell me that some of the first saving seeds of the Saviour were sown when they saw my Christian T-shirt as I ran passed them. You just never know. And dressing in a modest way as a runner more than likely won't divert their attention away from the verse written on that baggy T your wearing!

Running and Slow Blogging

After running last Saturday, I wasn't able to get a run in until Wednesday. I had a good 3 mile run and ended up praying a lot for the youth camp my two girls are at.

Then today, Friday, I was able to get in another 3 miles. It was a good run as well. Continued to spend time in pray for the camp as I pounded the pavement.

I don't plan on running until Sunday. Tomorrow is a busy day. I remain encouraged about feeling physically good. No sore throats, no sinus pressure. Praise the Lord! I look forward to bumping up my mileage next week to maybe 4 miles. We'll see. I'm also thinking about running in a local July 4th 5K. It would be lots of fun and I'm feeling the itch to be in a race. While I am feeling good, I probably should just go for it and register tomorrow!

Running Weeks Total Makes 8

I'm behind in my run blogging! And now it's late on Saturday night, actually it's already Sunday. So I'll make this very simple logging without much reflection on other things.

Thursday, I ran 2 1/2 miles and then made 3 miles on Saturday. That made for a total of 8 miles for the week. Haven't done that for awhile. I'm encouraged!

Running Small, Still

Yesterday, I once again got in a small 2 1/2 run. I'm still fighting whatever is lingering on. I've been trying some natural remedies hoping to avoid another round of antibiotics. We'll see what happens.

My plan is to run tomorrow and depending on how I feel, I may bump it up to 3 miles.
If I can only keep it at that small 2 1/2, I'll still be grateful to run that.

Running Changes

Yesterday, I managed to get in another 2 1/2 miles! Yeah! That makes the weeks total to 7 1/2 miles! Better than getting no miles in at all. I'll take it!

Well, I decided to make some running changes. For starters, I ran in the morning! Even before my first cup of coffee! It worked. I got out there and made my goal, even without that good ol' dark roasted bean perking life into my veins! I decided with the summer heat, I'm going to have to run in the mornings. I like running in the late evenings, but I think I'm too tired by the time evening comes along.

The next change I'm making is in my diet. I took away too many fruits and veggies to avoid problems with runner's gut, and I was eating way too much white flour stuff. I am going to find a better balance.

Also, I am increasing my vitamin C, adding calcium, taking acidophilus, and garlic for some immune boosting.

Then I am going to try to cut out as much sugar as I can. That will take some Holy Ghost self-control power! The Lord tells me to pray specifically, so I'll be specific in this area. Finally, I need to drink even more water than I have been. If I can make a goal to drink 72 oz. a day, that will be more than what I've been taking in.

Today is Sunday. I'm feeling a twinge of a sore throat and my sinuses are acting up. I did take some sinus medicine. I think I'll rest tomorrow and get in a run on Tuesday. I'm refusing to feel discouraged about it. I'm going to think "healthy" thoughts!

Another Slow & Steady Run

Yesterday, June 8th, I was able to get out there and accomplish another slow and steady 2 1/2 miles. I was just so encouraged to be out there running, relishing every step I took. I was very grateful to God for the opportunity to be feeling good enough to be running.

It's funny how you take things for granted when you have them and how much you appreciate things when they've been taken from you for awhile. I hope to run another slow and steady 2 1/2 tomorrow on Saturday. We'll see.

Today I feel a bit tired. But I woke up last night a few times because my little boy has been throwing up!

We are tire of being sick around here. But I'm not sure what I can do other than just roll with the punches and pray, pray, and pray!

Running and Slow Beginnings

I decided to take a bit of a risk and hit the pavement with a slow 2 1/2 miles today. I have finally started to feel better. I'm not sure I'm 100% but I've just been itching to get out and run. It is late now, and I do feel pretty good. I am thrilled!

I took my run very very easy, slow, steady and enjoyed every moment of it. I just was full of thanksgiving to God that I am feeling better and was out there running. It made me so happy to be running. I do love to put my sneakers on and hit it.

All around I felt good, at peace, full of joy and gratitude to God for this gift. It has been a rough few weeks. I think I am out of the rubble and hearing that good ol' hymn, Onward Christian Soldier, resound with great inspiration in my soul!

So Onward we go...

We'll take a rest tomorrow and shoot for another 2 1/2 on Thursday.

Taking a Break

It's Sunday. I haven't ran since last Wednesday. And now, due to illness, I probably won't run for another week.

I went to the doctor today and was given a prescription for an antibiotic to treat a sinus infection and the beginnings of bronchitis. Time for a little R & R from running to my dismay.

Tonight, the house was empty. The kids had various places to go and so my husband took them hither and thither. I stayed home and watched The Count of Monte Cristo. What an incredible movie. I think it's now on my top 10 list.

It was timely and the Lord actually ministered to me as I watched the movie. "God will give me justice" was the theme of this movie. And for however we are mistreated, when we are mistreated, it is not ours to take up vengeance. That is the Lord's prerogative and His alone. I am reminded of this about the God who has saved me and am being driven to delve deeper in trusting Him in this.

When the man in the movie was unjustly treated and thrown in his prison cell, the words, "God will give me justice" were carved into the cement wall. As I sat on my couch, I remembered that about ten years ago when we bought the very couch I was sitting on, God shared a similar word with us after we had went through a very difficult ministry situation. I got up off the couch, removed the cushion to look at the label underneath. It reads, "Justice, for the rest of your life." I decided to peel off the label and keep it in a safe place. I think I will laminate it and place it in my Bible.

It's a mystery to me why I would ever have an inkling of doubt in the attributes of God when He has done so many things in my life that are tangible. Miracles that have come my way. Things that I have been able to see, touch, taste, and hold. It's like He has gone out of His way at times to bring His understanding of my predicaments/situations/circumstances before me. And still at times, in those hard places in life, I lose my mooring and get tossed into thick patches of fog, and oh, how I am reminded of my humanness, and how far I have yet to go and grow.

Sanctification is not something I can muster up myself. It is God doing a profound work of grace in the soul. A work that changes the very interior of the heart. It is left up to Him. I must only come to the place where I understand that, believe that, and then submit to His methods of bringing it to fruition in my life. The fog may be the necessary means. Because when I see myself in the fog, I see my hopelessness to save myself. I can only cling to Christ to be rescued. To be rescued from a heart that would avenge itself rather than show mercy and love and leave room for God's justice to unfold.

I am thankful to be sick, to be in this present fog, and to take a break. Running days are not far off. I'll be back in a couple weeks running strong and carefree once again. And I'll get a grip on my moorings soon enough too, leading my soul in deeper trust, deeper rest in the God who will grant me "justice, for the rest of my life."

Running Grace

After 4 days of not running, I managed to get in 4 miles today. It's late now and so this entry will be short and sweet.

I am having a much better week. And today was a good run. I don't feel so weighted down with the things that had me heavy last week. I am relieved. As I ran I just had a sense of the grace of God upon me. Even despite a bilateral, double-wammy side ache, one on each side, I managed to keep running without stopping. I worked on some regular deep and smooth breathing exercises and slowed down my pace until the side aches dissipated. They finally did and I was able to have a good strong finish.

Just the way I want it to be spiritually - a good strong finish! And for that, I'll depend on that "running grace" to keep a comin'!

Running, A Fight, and A Promise

I haven't run two consecutive days in a row in a while. But I just knew my day tomorrow will be full and I thought I'd try to get in a run today, even if I ran yesterday. I managed to run 4 miles. It was good weather, but a bit windy. At one point the wind was coming at me so strong, I couldn't hear anything but blowing wind in my ears - strong and loud. I pushed my way through it though it seemed I was making little forward motion or progress.

It appears that I am in a similar spiritual state. I'm pressing on and feel as if I'm just running in place. There's a lot of wind coming at me. It's a fight and well, I'm a bit tired. But I got to keep running and that is why I went running in the physical today. I'm in one of those funks that everyone experiences every now and then. And I know, it will pass.

The key is to be able to keep running, keep fighting without becoming plain ol' worn out. And that is where the promise comes in. I have been given a promise by the Lord that He will see me through, always. It always comes back to the need for endurance. And you don't feel the need for it until you're running up rugged uphill terrain or swimming in merky upstream white peaked waters or treading for hours in the deep unknown blue seas. It's in the midst of these things that you find yourself spent. But you know you must tarry. You must carry on. You must endure.

Today when I ran, the Lord reminded my of His promise to help me endure. My memory took me to the start of my first and only (so far) first half marathon. I stood there among the throngs of people, fellow runners, thousands of them. And as I stood there to wait for the starting signal, a woman pressed her way through the crowd and stood right in front of me. I could not see her face, only her back. And what a beautiful sight was before my eyes - it was the very verse the Lord gave me to cling to for months as I trained for the race. 1 Corinthians 9:24 was written on the back of her t-shirt. "Run in such a way as to win" was printed out in big bold black letters. There, at that sacred place, the Lord passed by me and promised to help me endure. Not just in the physical race, but more importantly, in the spiritual race.

It is in the running fight that those times of pure depletion can come so quick, so hard, without mercy, and you just wonder if you're gonna make it. Then His Spirit comes and fans the dimly lit wick with His promise to help you endure. And by faith, you hold Him to His Word.

So on I run. On I'll fight through the funk. And you can be sure, I'm hanging onto His precious promise!

Running Towards Sanctification

The beginning of the week greeted me with another sore throat. I wasn't all to surprised. The kids have been taking their turns with a sore throat/fever virus. Today, Thursday May 11, my throat was better, not 100%, but I decided to run 3 miles on the treadmill. It was rainy, cold and windy outside.

My run on the treadmill was actually a great run. For whatever reason, I ran at a faster pace than I normally do. It was encouraging to have run so well when I wasn't feeling totally better.

I didn't think about much during my run. Maybe felt a little numb if anything. I was relieved not to have repeated the run I had this past Sunday.

My day was pretty full. I did not get to blog til late. If fact, the clock is past midnight and it is now Friday.

But before I blogged I read the most beautiful hymn off of one of my favorite blogsites. It was timely and much needed. How I want this to flow in my life blood, pumping from the new heart I've been given by Christ Jesus. Here is just one verse:

I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might,
Choose Thou for me, my God,
So I shall walk aright.

Another line says this, "Choose Thou my cares for me" and another, "Take Thou my cup, and it with joy or sorrow fill..."

Sometimes, just when I think I got the submission to the Sovereign down, things get a bit rough and I realize how far I fall short of God's ideal of a sanctified life.

To read the whole thing, go to Kingsmeadow.com and link onto the Grant blog.

Running Tears

Today I ran 4 and had a much needed good cry. Sometimes that's just where it comes out. Not surprising though. Running is, as I have found over the past 25 years, a true sanctuary for me.

I hope this week I can get in more running than last week. I only totaled 8 miles. I hope to do better this week. I shouldn't be as busy. At least I hope not.

An Ordinary Runner

I heard of a story about a man who trained for the longest time to qualify for the Boston marathon. He finally qualified and ran in the race that just took place just a couple weeks ago. During the race he recorded his experience. Apparently the day of the race he began having stomach problems. His stomach issues were quite serious causing much suffering throughout the race. But because of his determination he would not quit. He had set out to accomplish his goal and nothing short of death would stop him.

Some people would say he was a foolish man. Some would not understand his drive or determination and think he had to be out of his mind. But despite what others thought or would think, he wanted to be a winner. He wasn't a great runner. He wasn't even going to place in his age group. He was just an ordinary runner who wanted to run in the Boston marathon. It was just something he wanted to do. No one else was making him do this.

I've heard that those who have heard his experience either cringe at the suffering the man endured or they are just laughing so hard in utter disbelief that he kept going the distance.

After he crossed the finish line much later than he anticipated, he fell to the ground and began to sob. He wept and wept and wept. It is all on the recording.
They say he was just an ordinary runner. I say he was an extraordinary runner.

Today when I went on my 4 mile run outside (in dry weather I might add), I thought about this "ordinary" runner. And thought about the kindred spirit I share with him - the love of running, the desire to be a winner according to your own standard, the determination not to give in or give up, the emotional release of accomplishing something you thought was beyond your reach, the pure joy it brings, even in the suffering and you do suffer when you train for a marathon and even a half for that matter. Sometimes I suffer all the way through a 4 or 5 miler. But you keep going. No one tells you to do this. You aren't doing this for anyone. You aren't fast. Not ever going to win in the "big time" or even in the "little time." But your just the ordinary runner, who puts on those running shoes and sets out to get another run in. That's me. Just another ordinary runner. Someday, maybe my experience will be extraordinary to someone else.

Running, Rain, and Good Samaritans

I did not run in yesterday's 10k event that I thought about doing. :( I think part of me kept feeling like I'm fighting off a virus and part of me didn't want to run in the cool and wet weather that was in the forecast. So I stayed dry, until today!

As I write, it is now sunny and dry outside, as it was when I had set out to go 4 miles a couple of hours ago. But half way into my run, the wind picked up, the clouds rolled in, the thunder was heard, and a few sprinkles fell onto the earth. As I ran I thought, "this isn't too bad, I can run in this." Then it just started to pour! Hard, fast, cold and huge drops bolting down like pellets. Within seconds I was completely drenched and I wasn't having any more fun. I knew if it continued like this, I'd have to cut my run short and head on home. It wasn't slowing down. I decided to head home, but had about a mile to go. Just then a car slowed down and I heard, "Do you want us to take you home?" Of course, I knew these kind Christian folks and so without delay I jumped in their car and they brought me home.

God had brought some Good Samaritans my way! I was grateful! He has brought them to my aid before. Like the time my ankle rolled and I fell. I sat on the ground, took off my left shoe and watched my ankle swell up. I sat there thinking, "How am I going to get home? As I began taking a couple of limping steps, God sent a Good Samaritan my way. My cousin's husband saw my pathetic limp, my bloody knees and slowing down in his car, yelled out the window, "Get in, I'll take you home." And to home I was safely taken. Then there was the time I was completing a triathlon. Just into the bike course, my water bottle fell out of it's holder as I went over some rail road tracks. Thinking that I did not have time to stop because the clock was ticking, off I road with about 17 miles to go in the heat. At about mile 10, I started to get pretty thirsty. Not only did I have about 8 more miles to ride, but I had to run a 5K after that! Water stations were not offered during the bike leg of the race. I wasn't sure if I could wait until the run leg of the race either. Hmm ... it was an interesting situation. As I peddled up a large hill, another biker road up next to me, saw my certain struggle and asked me, "How's it going?" I told him I had dropped my water bottle in the beginning of the bike course and without apprehension, he reached down and grabbed one of the two water bottles he was carrying on his bike and said, "Here have one of mine, you're going to need this." I reached out, grabbed the water from his hand, and off he sped. I never saw him again. I held the water bottle in my hand and prayed, "Thank you, Lord, for this water. Please don't let it have any bad germs in it!" And I gulped down the water, given to me by a complete stranger, who had become, my Good Samaritan! My husband and children greeted me at the finish line and when I told them what had happened we set off to look for my Good Samaritan. We never found him and to this day, my kids think he was an angel. Hmm ...could be! Without a doubt, my Jesus watches out for me when I run! I am certain of it.

Anyway, when I got home, I decided to finish my run with another 2 miles inside on the treadmill. My shoes were wet and heavy and I thought it might be slippery, but I finished without falling! It was an interesting running day. But I got in my 4 and had the pleasure of "running" into another Good Samaritan who had come to my rescue.

"But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was. And when he saw him, he had compassion ...went to him ...and took care of him." Luke 10:33-34

Running Through the Alphabet

I allowed two days to pass before I ran again. I've been feeling like I'm trying to fight off a cold. But today was so beautiful and I couldn't resist going out to run. I thought I'd keep it at just 3 miles, but I actually felt really good so onto 4 I went. Because I've felt like a cold virus was hanging around, I have not signed up for the 10k run I had been thinking about doing. I still can sign up if I want. Nothing like waiting til the last minute though. The weather reports are not encouraging me at all. The forecast calls for rain, so I just don't know. I guess my future blog entries will soon reveal what I decide or decided.

Today: What a great run! I took to the pavement with one resolve - I was going to meditate on my wonderful God! Last night at a prayer meeting my pastor/husband exhorted us to begin our prayers on a less selfish note by placing our focus strictly on who God is, then praise Him for it. So, on my run, from A to Z, I thought on my glorious Lord. For every letter in the alphabet, I found words to describe the King of my life. It was so much fun, I found myself amazed that I had already gotten to certain mile markers on my run. Before I knew it, I was done with 4 miles. I actually got through the whole alphabet before I was done running, so I prayed for the folks I prayed for last night to come to Christ. I thought about blogging my A to Z list, but I'm crunched for time. So maybe in another entry.

Alpha and Omega are the first and last letters in the Greek alphabet. Here's what the Lord God says in Revelation 1:8 - "I am the Alpha and the Omega, says the Lord God, who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty." Amen!

Running and Lists

Today I was able to get in a good paced 4 miler. I felt really good. Perhaps the rest and lack of getting past 7 miles for last weeks total helped out. On my run I found myself thinking about the list of folks I need to call, and the list of things I need to do in getting back to my normal schedule after being out of town for 5 days. I think the list that swirled about my thoughts exhausted me more than my run.

I also thought about running the 10K that's being held at the local community college this weekend. I really need to decide what I'm going to do about that. I should decide by Wednesday. It will determine my running plans for this week.

Well, this is a short and sweet blog entry. But I got some catching up to do.

Running Away From Home

On Thursday, April 20th, I ran a 3 miler on a treadmill in a place far away from my home. I ran on a hotel treadmill while I was away with my daughter for a Bible Quiz Tournament. My hope was to run twice, but alas, I only ran once. So, my weekly total only came to 7 miles. Not what I had hoped.

I am hoping to run tomorrow, here, in my familiar surroundings and on my favorite running course, around my neighborhood. Indeed, there is no place like home. I am glad to be home.

While "running" away from my home, the Lord was bringing the truth of "brokenness" to my mind. I had just read some things about "brokenness" in a book about this topic that morning. I was reminded that it is "the shattering of my self-will -- the absolute surrender of my will to the will of God." As I ran, in unknown surroundings, on a foreign treadmill, I both desired and did not desire to be in that place of "brokenness." For this "brokenness" is far from the selfish home I am accustomed to. Yet it is a place far from self where the Home of God is truly found. I want to be Home with God. But that doesn't always mean I want to run on the path that leads me to His Home.

Runners will always have their favorite places of "running" preferences. And in my limited travels to various States around the country, I have always preferred to run around my own little neighborhood. If I ever reach the point where "brokenness" is continually preferred over the comfort of my own selfish will, I will know that I have found the place God meant for me to be all along, even from the beginning of time. How far I am from that Home. And I have a lot of running in "brokenness" to do before I get there.

Running and Boston Inspiration

Well, this morning I watched the 110th Boston Marathon as I sipped my coffee and recovered from a very busy holiday weekend! I was in awe as I watched these incredible runners do their thing. It is amazing what the human body can do with the right kind of training. Hats off to them and especially to the man and woman from Kenya who won this year's race! A new Boston record for the man and a new comer to the Boston race for the woman.

Of course after watching the marathon, I was more than ready to go run my meager little 4 miles. And off I went in perfect 50 something degree weather, much better than the hot stuff I ran in a couple days ago. I run so much better in cooler weather. My run felt really good. My pace was faster than usual. My left ankle felt better than the other day, but I decided to stick to the pavement. I tried to run in the grass a couple of times, but it didn't feel good to my ankle.

So the whole while I ran, I kept thinking about the marathoners I had just watched on the tv. It helped me to keep up a faster pace. It helped me to push myself up the hills. It helped me to focus on my stride, my breathing, my arm movements. I was into this run. It was a great workout for me. Thanks to those Boston marathoners - a great cloud of witnesses before me.

God has given me another cloud of witnesses to be inspired by in Hebrews 11. They are great men and women of faith, of whom it says the world is not worthy of. I want to run as they did. I want my faith in God to be as real as theirs was. So real that my God is so pleased and moved to accomplish His works in and through me.

The marathoners that ran in the Boston race this day ran for a perishable wreath. Not to diminish their glory or honor. It is just the way it is. The marathoners that are recorded in Hebrews 11, ran for an imperishable wreath. It remains for eternity. I want to be able to taste both, in my own little way and always keep a proper perspective before me.