Marathon Log.05.  Miles logged: 7

The 7-mile run was a difficult one for me today.  Recently I've been battling a sore throat and general fatigue.  It's in these moments of weakness that I wonder what I'm running this all for. There's a part of me that loses sight of the hope that comes in finishing this thing.

If I didn't run whenever I didn't feel like it, I miss out on the victory of running through some crucial times.  There's something satisfying about sticking it through, even though you may feel like crap afterwards.

I listen to the conversations of my fellow runners during our weekly group runs.  I am confused how one can be devoted to the goal of running 26.2 miles yet still maintain a lifestyle that consists of getting wasted the night before.  If you're running this thing, you ought to live like it.  No dualities.

Being in the faith also means enlisting in a battle.  Following Christ involves picking up our cross daily and following Him.  The test comes when we don't feel like it.  Sometimes we end up faking it. 

Now, I'm not saying that I'm the Miss Goody-Two-Shoes of marathon training (or even in spiritual discipline).  In fact, sometimes I forget that I'm in for the long haul.  Enter grace.  Grace that is unmeasurable. 

So I'll continue to lace up those running shoes, brace the oncoming cold, and run like I'm running this thing for real.  Thankfully, I have the most awesome Personal Trainer.  He'll keep me in this thing.

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