So, I will first confess I may have a problem. It was time for new shoes. So I dragged the girls to Gazelle and found a pair that felt good. My problem came in when I realized how EXCITED I was to buy running shoes. I couldn't wait to run! Had to try them out! I understand many of you think I am nuts. I won't deny that :) A friend asked me a couple weeks ago to explain a "runners high." I had to think about it. It's hard to explain. Many many years ago, I would occasionally run for exercise. It was different, it was a chore. Over time things changed. It became something I wanted to do. It was not about weight or pace. (I am not speedy :) It was about peace. I know that sounds DUMB! But when you get in the zone and let your legs take you, it's an amazing feeling. Sometimes I listen to music, sometimes it's quiet and let God do the talking. Sometimes I do the talking, and God gets an earful :) But that's the runners high. The peace you get, when you just let your legs carry you. All of the noises of the country. (I have a cow that always moo's at me. I moo back :) The smells.......pig farms, lilac bushes (LOVE THOSE), dirt (yes it has a smell), exhaust fumes, dryer vents. Oh the smells. The feeling of exhilaration when you are done and the sweet smell of sweat.
Hebrews 12:1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and
the sin that so easily entangles. And let us
run with perseverance
the race marked out for us,
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