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Each Step Was A New Distance

I did it! I made my first 10 miler... and I'm still breathing. Oh it wasn't a pretty run; and it certainly wasn't very fast, but it is done! Yeah, me!

I so wanted to give up along the way. I think everything I have was hurting by the time I got to mile 7. I was looking for short cuts, but encouraged myself to stay on the charted course for the entore distance. But I did have tons of crazy thoughts along the way...

  • Whose idea was this?
  • Are you trying to prove something?
  • I don't think I'm built for long distance running
  • ugh! my feet hurt all the way up to my head
  • when I get to Boyd street, i could cut straight up and be home faster...
  • there goes the hip
  • i wonder if i can bathe in ibuprofen
  • how does your thumb hurt when you're running
And the list went on and on... But then I got just past mile 7. Well, I just did 8 miles last week so I knew I could get that far. When I plotted my route to make sure it was indeed 10 miles I noted several distance spots. I knew where the half way point was and I specifically noted the 8 mile mark. It was at a street a lot like my name Jean Marie Drive.

As tired and in pain as I was something happened to me when I crossed the 8 mile mark. I had never gone over 8 miles. And each new step brought with it a new distance travelled. There was no failure past that point! Then when I rounded the corner at the 9 mile mark I had it in the bag. I was going slow...very slow.. but I was still going. And I did it!

The last two miles was simple invigorating! Not for the body of course, but for the mind and soul. I kept my mind on my feet...and I kept saying - that's one more step than I have ever run before!

Today, that's how I want to live my life with God. I want each day to be adventures with Him like I never had yesterday. I want to know a little bit more about Him each step I take in life; after all each step toward knowing Him is a new distance too!

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