Watching Runners from the Sidelines

Yesterday morning I went to an annual marathon/half marathon race. But this time, it wasn't to run in it, but to watch from the sidelines and cheer on those I knew and even those I didn't know. Even from the sidelines, it was so much fun! Watching all the runners do their thing, go after their goal, is so inspiring. Especially when you know that for some it was a first time. A first time to do a half marathon, a first time for a whole marathon. It is a great accomplishment and you feel so proud of all those crossing the finish line.

I was actually surprised that I wasn't more bummed out about not being in the race myself. But it just wasn't my time or my turn. And I suppose deep down inside I knew that and was at peace with that. Last year, I knew it was my time and my turn. And the Lord led me and was with me every step of the way. As was He yesterday. He was with me standing on the sidelines, hearing me cheer away and watching all the runners go by. I was happy to see the victory of my fellow runners! It made my day, almost as much as if I ran across that finish line myself.

When I got home, motivated and inspired, I checked out the Fleet Feet events calendar to spy out the next race to register for. I found several and printed out the info I needed. I didn't sign up yet, but hopefully will by the end of this week. I'm looking to run a 10K the end of April.

Today, I ran 4 miles outside in beautiful sunny weather. I felt good and have had no problems throughout the rest of the day. I am thankful especially since I'm going to need to up my mileage a little to get ready for the 10K I'd like to do. I'm curious to see how my body responds to running 5 and 6 miles. I guess we'll see. I was also thankful to see the neighborhood mowers out doing their thing. Although it meant I did have to do some mower dodging! And then there was the flying grass as you passed them by, and especially when you passed by those who were using those blowing machines to blow the grass off the streets and sidewalks. But I survived and they won't be in my way when I run on Wednesday.

God says that there is an appointed time for everything; a time for every event under heaven. One year ago, that meant a time for me to run in the half marathon race. Yesterday, it meant a time for me to watch runners from the sidelines. Both, I believe were appointed by my heavenly Father. And both brought unexpected joy and contentment.