this is really happening.

In the last year, running is the only area I’ve been able to maintain slow, consistent progress.

In fact, this may be the only evidence of real and steady progress in my quarter-century of life on the planet. 

One year ago, I could barely run three miles without stopping. On Sunday, I will hopefully run 13. ( 13.1!!!!) That’s madness.

I remember that creepy guy with the puppet who used to say that he’d pray every morning to be a better servant of god, husband, father, steward and friend than he had been the previous day.

Progress. 

It’s weird, because running sometimes (or all the time) makes my body hurt, and I think about how I would rather stop and walk than continue running. Then my mind will play evil tricks, like “just run to that light pole,” or “just make it to that mailbox” and then when I get there, it says “waitwaitwait don’t stop you made it all the way to the mailbox or the light pole … just run until that black cow over there …. yeah …. just to the cow.”

And before I know it, I’ve outsmarted myself for more than two hours.

I think I’ve told you before that in real life, I’ve actually said “You bitch!” outloud to myself when another visual goal sneaks into my brain. “But you promised we could stop at the red barn!?” etc., etc. (did I mention that it’s lonely running out in Knox County?)

But strangely, sometimes I can’t get myself to get up off the coach to fetch the remote or wash the dishes. What gives?

Can you imagine how successful I would be if I could apply this No Mercy theory to other areas of my life? If I could turn “but I don’t waaaaannnna” into action, into moving my body over a set distance, I think I could be a better servant, wife, steward, friend. You all would be winners in this scenario. But I am a man beating the air. I am running aimlessly.

Remember? 

 24Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.

 25Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. 26Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. 27No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize

  27No, I beat my body and make it my slave

Better than the other way around, I suppose.

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  • crankin

    do you want me to come down for the event? i am game if you want the support. say the word, it is just a quick juant.

  • http://mymiddlenameisearl.blogspot.com Merlin

    Same goes for me, LT. Surprisingly I have a free weekend for a change.

  • Anonymous

    Say yes to Colleen… she has a lot to do but she is a good coach… can she bandit run for a half? I want to run with you… Can I come?

  • http://10bagspacking.blogspot.com jaydubs

    Good luck tomorrow, lady!