"If you’ve raced with men on foot and they have worn you out, how can you compete with horses? If you stumble in safe country, how will you manage in thickets by the Jordan?" (Jeremiah 12:5). Our journey is intended to be more than simply "stumbling" through the days while the world "wears us out.” We are made to experience the thrill of "running with horses” and to navigate life amongst the "thickets." The RWH blog focuses on both the spiritual race of which Jeremiah speaks, and the physical act of running that I absolutely love. In short, it's where "the miles meet the Message" to provide insight, perspective & encouragement that might enable you & I to successfully run either of the races set before us. May our course be purposeful and may we be passionate in our pursuit of the abundant life He desires for us.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Wake Up And Run!
Take for example this past weekend. A day full of yard work, a late Saturday night, an early Sunday service, a muggy day and an air conditioner on full blast, all combined to create the perfect scenario for a mid-day siesta. Of course, the idea was to only "rest my eyes" for a half hour, then get moving on unfinished yard work and a nice run. I set the alarm and drifted off.
You know, the older I get, the more I realize that 30 minutes just isn't really enough time for a nap to do any good; am I right or what? So away with the alarm and on to sweet dreams. For the better part of the afternoon I went in and out of sleep. Each time I awoke, I thought about the run (note, I didn't think much about the edging and trimming hedges). I felt exhausted and kept rationalizing how it was probably better to hold off running and get more sleep. The death spiral mentality in running; putting off miles today that can be run tomorrow.
Long story short, experience has taught me a valuable lesson. Regardless how good sleep might feel, or how fatigued I think I am, a run will always bring me around. So, calling on this experience, I climbed out of bed, laced up the shoes, shook out the cobwebs and took off for Muddy Creek. And once again, experience was right. Having almost fallen victim to the entrapment of a little ol' nap, I fought back. It was close, but I did eventually snap out of it.
Moral of the story, no matter how cozy that bed might seem, early in the morning or right in the middle of an afternoon nap, there is no better way to come back to the land of the living than by running into the land of the living.