And So It Begins...Again
Since the Glory Run I have gotten back to running again. Yes, I’ve done it since the big race but it’s been mostly on the treadmill or at the pace of my 8 year old outside. The half was such a positive experience for me last year; I decided to give it another shot, with great hopes that I can do it better this time around.
Looking back on my blog, I realized that I failed to share a lot about what God said to me and did for me during my training period and the race itself. I think a large part of that was my attempt to keep my training a secret except for family members because I wasn’t convinced I could really do it. I do not like failing at anything, especially publicly.
In fact, that’s a big reason that I’ve never gotten into running. I’m terrible at it. Runners to me are people who look graceful in their stride, people who make running look effortless, and the people I regularly stare at the backs of when I’m making my own meek attempts out on the trails. I am not a runner.
The crazy thing is that I do it anyway. And last year, after a few mental adjustments, I not only completed a half marathon, I had fun doing it. So this year, I’m going to record it so that I can celebrate the fact that the girl who hates running, not only did it, but she’s going to do it twice!