I’ve learned that I have room in my life for one additional, intense activity beyond my family and my work.
The pinnacle of human nature is not in celebrating the fleshly nature, but neither is it in denying it for some supposedly disembodied spiritual realm. The two are utterly connected and cannot be divorced.
"Just go home," I told myself , about one mile into yesterday afternoon's sixteen mile run. "Turn around. You can get your long run in later in the week." I was weary after a lock-in with nine youth from church on the night before, and a morning service project with those same youth pulling invasiveContinue reading “Having Serious Doubts About 26.2”
I love running, in part because my belt buckle is joining forces with new belt holes to keep my oversized pants up, and the number of chins on my face is reducing.
I have really enjoyed my return to running. In the past two months I have run in the Army Ten Miler and in the Richmond Half Marathon. I'm no speed demon, but I run and I finish, and with that I am quite pleased. In my post-half-marathon runner's high, and as motivation to keep runningContinue reading “Running on the Dreadmill”