Bring the Pain

Hmmm...twice in the last week I set out to do an eighteen to twenty miler and ended up with the worst stomach cramps at twelve. That about sums up Wed and Saturday's runs (Wed on the lake and Sat on the treadmill). Colorado began seeming like a horrible idea. Today was different though. In church last night Jen Hatmaker talked about God's voice, and knowing when its him and when its my own voice talking. Before I went to bed last night I prayed that if God wanted me to wake up early and run that he would tell me and I wouldn't argue. I woke up at 3:45, my before work running time (which I hadn't done in quite awhile) no alarm or anything, just up knowing I should go run. I tried to convince myself that I should sleep for another forty five minutes unsuccessfully...who am I to argue with God. I started running, and I kept going, no stomach cramps. I felt a blister rubbing about mile 3, perfect, this is the kind of pain I should be feeling, little annoyances, then the chaffing, awesome, it had been some time since this has happened. I stopped at mile 15, knowing I could go 3 more if I wanted, which I actually did, but I was already late for work. It was a great morning! Just the right amount of discomfort and the perfect amount of fatigue to know that things were finally going right. Denver is going to be a blessed expertience, I just know it! LJ