Running and a Hodge Podge of Randomness

This afternoon I hit the running course a little later than usual. There were a lot more cars and buses going by on the road, which made for a lot more noise. I left my house at about 3pm and imagine folks were coming home from school or work at this time. It definitely is a lot more quieter running around noon.

Anyhow, I managed to get in 4miles again, feeling the rut once again. A fellow runner I know would label a four miler as mere junk miles, (he's getting ready for a marathon, that's why), but for me, it's not defined that way at all, even in spite of the rut I feel bored with. I still am so grateful to go 4, and I will take it.

As I ran, nothing seemed to be consistently on my mind. Thoughts were random. I began like every other run, praying for protection in the many areas I always do. Over the years of running, the list has grown. I pray for protection against evil and perverse men, protection from cars, protection from falling, protection from dogs, protection from flying creatures (birds, bees, wasps, etc...) and flying debree. I've had things fly in my eye before and with contact lenses, it's a pain. You don't want to stop running but you got something under your lens. It's a big pain. I also pray for protection from bodily injury to my bones, muscles, joints, tendons, ligaments, and interal organs. Quite a list. But I never start a run without going to the Lord to ask His protection regarding these areas of concern.

So, after I prayed, my mind seemed to notice all the traffic, all the noise and I really couldn't concentrate on any one thing. I did catch myself counting all the American Flags I saw on my route. There were 5. They were waving gloriously in the unusual warm January air (51 degree) and blue sky. For a moment, I had a sense of appreciating my freedom and this country.

But my mind didn't linger there, and strayed to suggest that I probably should get some new running shoes! That's a hundred dollars in the bucket! I began to think which brand to get? And when would I sneak in the time to go get them.

That thought was fleeting. Then there just seemed to be mental dead space without any thoughts at all. I couldn't even seem to engage in any intercession of sorts. Maybe my mind was just being lazy! I didn't focus very well. I was glad when my run was over. It seemed without meaning. I don't like my runs to be like that.

Such is the life without God, without meaning and purpose, random without clear direction. I am glad God is in my life, and though I may have had a hodge podge of random thoughts on my run today, I do have clear focus overall in my life because of Him.