It’s time! But I Don’t Want TOO!!!
The time has come, and without further adieu, I give you the Long Run. From here on out, these long runs will define my training, endurance, mental capacity, and overall fitness level. They will bring with them mountaintop experiences, along with trips to the depths below. I will begin to look forward to them each and every day, why? Because they allow me time to spend in my own head, and to me, feel one with the Lord.
You may be asking why the latter part of the title is, “But I Don’t Want TOOOOO!!!” That’s because throughout life I have made excuses not to. It goes without saying that when I don’t make excuses and just do it, the experience is even that much greater. How can I explain that my excuses have built up a brick wall, which over time seem too high to climb, wide to go around, and heavy to push down.
The “But I Don’t Want TOO!!!” came to me earlier this week when I was scheduled for a 3 mile run. When it came down to it, I just did it! And know what? I felt amazing after making the choice to run. You could even say that I after the run I had a little swagger to my step, a little cocky attitude. Now, take that attitude and then immediately begin to think about the long run. Immediately you forget about even thinking, “But I Don’t Want TOOOOO!!!” You go right into that place in your brain where you just do it.
The long run for me has become the pinnacle of my training, the thing I look forward to most during the week. So tomorrows will be the first in this new journey, this journey to change my lifestyle and focus on the Lord. You see, I’m just a short 5’ 5” man who weighs 212, but refuses to give in anymore! The Lord has blessed me beyond my wildest imagination, and I am sick of crying out like a little 2 year old to Him, “But I Don’t Want TOOOOO!!!”
I occasionally wonder what my life would be like with…well, just say it: no legs.
I mean my back hurts so bad at times – I literally want someone, anyone to shoot me in the #$@!^%. Pain is so, so, so many things – but at it’s Worst, to me anyway, it is mostly…in my head.
I now know that numerous people, many folks indeed – would give their left arm, for one good right leg, not to mention a left one as added bonus.
I have two great legs, some rickety, weak hips, some recurring pain for sure, and subsequently a ‘bad back.’
In actuality, I do not have a bad back, I have a bad attitude, a weak conscience, a lumbering, need-to-be-satiated coddled interior. I suck.
Most dudes would give anything to ‘just’ have my bad back, at least I have two good legs to stand, and run and run and run and run – on.
Take A Step. Try Again. Move Forward.
January 30, 2012 at 7:25 pm