I woke up this morning and my whole body & spirit craved a run; that’s how I know I’m now a runner. I woke up & my heart and spirit craved for the run to be accompanied by “Jesus music”; that’s how I know I’m a Christian. Some days I don’t wake up and desire either, but I know I have an unseen certainty that keeps me going with both. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️
If I tried to write a real post, it would probably make about zero sense. I spent most of the 3rd and the last mile trying to figure out how to express it, and I guess what I came up with is: running is teaching me to listen to things that aren’t said. It’s making me a stronger runner & a stronger Christian and hopefully an all-round better human. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
4 miles today, and that entire last mile was some #voluntaryhardship but if that’s what it takes to craft me into the best version of me, so be it. PS that hardship is chipping away at that pace. 11:00, here I come!