Last Saturday was my 6-miler. I started the run shaky, tired and psyching myself out of it (my mind was on other things...things that I should/could be doing instead of this). The only thing that kept me going was the iPod that Robin loaned me (it was my only chance in the last week to NOT have to listen to Camp Rock, Hannah Montana, or HSM)...it was great to listen to what I wanted to listen to.
After Mile 1, I felt good...strong...and I was in my groove. At Mile 2, I ran through Kings Crossing and was distracted by all the pretty houses and golf course. Once I hit Mile 3, I thought about stopping, but decided to take my ear phones out and listen to everything going on around me. I started getting in to all these deep thoughts and before I knew it I was on Mile 4. It was getting tough to stay focused. The sun came out from behind the clouds and it started to get steamy. I really had to talk myself into not stopping. I felt like a coach, yelling at myself in my head not to stop...not to quit. Then, I started the whole bargaining thing...you know what I mean, that whole, okay get to that tree over there and then you can stop. Then, you make it to the tree and make yourself go to the next street sign. I put my ear plugs back in, desparate not to stop...anything to distract me.
At Mile 5, I fell in love with running. I decided that I was having such a hard time finishing this that I would dedicate it to Hannah (my 7 year old). She and I are the most alike (and oftentimes butt heads b/c of that). She never quits. She is persistant and when she sets her mind to something, by golly, she's gonna do it. Soooo...this was for her.
I'd been running against the wind since Mile 3, and I felt like I had nothing left. I started to pray, and all of a sudden the wind stopped and the sun went behind the clouds. Then, Hannah's favorite song, "Indescribable" came on my shuffle. I choked back tears. Usually, I have a little kick at the end of my runs, but was spent and just couldn't pull it out. I am not kidding you, there was a gust of wind that nudged me on and I found the strength to pick up the pace a bit. It was all for Hannah and done on His strength, cause mine was gone at Mile 3.
I am so excited about my 7 miler this Saturday. I am going to dedicate each mile beforehand (like Lindsey did) and hopefully that will help out with my determination at each mile mark.
Looking forward to hearing about your runs!
A-train
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Sounds like your run was awesome, and you "stopped to smell the roses" so to speak, (without actually stopping, of course~~I know you don't believe in stopping!!)
God is good - All the time!
I am so excited about all the places you are going! It is amazing to get to be a witness to what God is doing in your life and even though running is just a small part of your journey, I'm glad to be your sister in that too. Its awesome how the Lord wants us to suceed in the things that bring us joy. Love you, LJ
That story made me tear up! That song always reminds me of Hannah too because whenever it comes on in carpool she yells "I love this song!" I'll be thinking of you on my first 6 miler this Saturday...have a feeling i will need the inspiration of your success!
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