Day 16 – Rest & Day 17 – 4 Miles – up at 5:15 / Breakfast and a blog – Out the door at about 6:00. Ice. I hate Ice. Everything is ice. I went out with the intention of stretching out my stride. Forget that. All I wanted to do was stay on my feet for 4 miles. Short steps and a key eye. No slips and no fall.
Now, on a completely different note. Did I ever tell you I love cheese? Cheese makes just about any food edible (except brussel sprouts, hoepless cause) I have been trying to lay off the cheese and dump this excess baggage I am carrying. Last night we celebrated my youngest daughter’s 16th birthday. As is custom, she gets her pick of meal. Cheesy brocoli, Cheesy Curried Rice and Chicken Cordon Bleu. Thanks Lizzy! It took about two miles to recover from the cheese overdose.
Day 15 – 3 Miles – (I posted this and Day 13 & 14 on Monday, but some how I lost them so here it goes again.) Up at 5:30, Breakfast and out the door at about 6:00. 10 Degrees, feels like 0. So weather.com says. After about 20 steps the cold was gone and I was moving pretty good. My is still not picking up much like the rest of the guys, but I am feeling better all the time. I can say that although I can’t say that I love these runs, it is still just training, I don’t hate it so much anymore. It is just something I do. Since this a repost, I think will end this here and move on to the run. Those of you looking for something inspirational today, well, you will have to wait a bit. I am working on a Super man bit that I hope will be work waiting for. Some times it is hard to be motivated in these mundane days of life. Unfortunately, that is what most days tend to be so we need to suck out everything we can out of each day and be thankful for these days without excitement.
Day 13 & 14 – Rest – While the rest o f you ran on Saturday, I was recovering fro Fridays run and a night of sleeping in a very cold car in Glasgow, Ky. NOt much sleep and then a day of lectures and Seminar. Fun, Fun, Fun.
Sunday was finally a pretty good day of rest. Didn’t do much, didn’t post, but spend an awesome day with friends and family. A much needed day. Very productive. I am so glad that God has mandated rest.
12 “Six days do your work, but on the seventh day do not work, so that your ox and your donkey may rest and the slave born in your household, and the alien as well, may be refreshed. Exodus 23:12
Day 12 – 7 Miles – Today was supposed to be a rest day with a team run tomorrow, but alas, I will be out of town in an area not conducive to a 7 mile run. So I was going to run this morning, but I thought better of it after two straight days of running. So when I got home from work, the weather looked good and I really did not want to wait until Sunday to run so 1:30 P.M. I was out the door. After about 3 minutes I could tell why the schedule has this as a rest day. My legs were feeling it pretty much immediately, but after about 5 minutes that ache went away and the run went pretty well. My pace was 10:31/mile which was not bad since I had to stop at major roads a couple of times to cross.
Have you ever noticed that up hill stretches of road seam very steep and long and down hil stretches seem short and flat? The amazing thing is, if you turn around and run the other way, the same thing applies. It’s a freak of nature!
You know how they say (who ever “they” is) that “Character is who you are when no one is looking.” I thought about that a lot today. It would be easy to stop and walk or cut a corner here or there and no one would know. That is what is so cool about this journey. Cutting corners or cheating can not be hidden in the end. If we do not work the plan, we will not achieve the goal and no excuses can change that. The team is great accountability and we need it, but in the end, the real accountability occurs on April 26th, in Louisville. No lie will help us finish that run.
“But if you fail to do this, you will be sinning against the Lord; and you may be sure that your sin will find you out.” (Numbers 32:23)
Day 11 – 3 miles – Up at 5:25, Breakfast 5:45 Out the door at 6:00. Note the close proximity of breakfast and out the door. Probably not the best idea. Undigested oatmeal pretty much feels like lead in the belly. To compound matter, after reading everyone else’s entries about 7, 8 and 9 minute mile paces, I figured I was going to be holding everyone back so I better start pushing much harder. I turned my course around and started out at much better pace. Now I walk out my door, turn left and I have about a 1/4 mile climb to the top of the hill. I was pretty much ready to turn back. That wave passed and I tried to push the pace, but I kept drifting back to a comfortable pace. (Note no pace is actually comfortable, I guess I should say a less uncomfortable pace) I pushed through to the end and sprinted (sort of) the last 1.4 mile which is the steepest grade on this run. I was pleased with the run. I worked hard. But I forgot the goal.
I had a plan when I started out, to run a marathon. I committed to a plan that did not include a pace. As a team we agreed to a 10 minute mile pace. This needs to be my focus, not keeping up with youngster. I will push myself to get faster, but I need to avoid discouragement due to my speed. I have a god plan, and a foundation is laid. As long as I continue to build on this, the prize is within reach. If I deviate, I am in danger of robbing myself.
- 11 For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ. 12 If any man builds on this foundation using gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay or straw, 13 his work will be shown for what it is, because the Day will bring it to light. It will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test the quality of each man’s work. 14 If what he has built survives, he will receive his reward. 15 If it is burned up, he will suffer loss; he himself will be saved, but only as one escaping through the flames. (1 Corinthians 3:11-15)
Day 10 – 4 Miles – Up at 4:30, Breakfast and a blog. Forgot to publish Sundays blog. Out the door at 5:45. 18 degrees but no wind. Felt pretty good. Good start and good finish, but lost pace somewhere in the middle. If had won an I-pod at the stinkin’ party, maybe I could get that Nike chip for my shoe and I would know where I lost that pace. But alas, I was hosed again! It was a pretty uneventful run, but I have learned to look for back-up lights at driveways. People don’t look for runners at 5:45 in the morning.
- Ps 91:1
- He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
Day 9 – Rest Day– I actually took a rest from the blog yesterday. It is key that when we take on a marathon task, rest days are as important as work days. As we push our minds and bodies to the limit, we need a little healing time. I can’t see or feel the destruction and rebuilding of my muscles, but I know that it is going on. Also, I have to take time to remind myself that this marathon ( or any other task in my life for that matter) is only a small part of the big picture in my life. I have already expressed the personal importance of this quest to me. Any of you who know me, know how important my family and relationship building is to me. We all have things in our lives that drive us and we think that these should be the focus of our lives.
I think that God has an even bigger picture of our lives; a purpose that we cannot fully comprehend. He is not only looking at our “whole body of work”, he sees our lives in conjunction with the lives of everyone else. So our little peep into the importance of our lives seems pretty lame.
OK, OK. Submarine story – On a submerged submarine, the people driving the “boat” , helmsmen, planesman, throttleman, etc. have know idea where they are going. They are just looking at their instruments, doing what they are told. Even their supervisors, Diving Officer, Engineering Officer of the Watch, Chief of the Watch. etc. only have a rough guess of where they are going. How about Sonar, the Navigator, even the Captain, they only rely on instruments or the reports of others. Even if we know exactly where the ship is, we don’t know where the rest of the fleet is and we certainly don’ t know where the enemy is. So we have to take time to communicate with those above that have those answers.
( Yes, I woke up early and I am putting off my four miler this morning) My point is this, because we don’t know the big picture, we need to take a pit stop and get bearing from the One who sees it all. Rest days are just as important for reaching the prize as any day of hard work.
Day 8 – 3 Miles – After playing soccer until 11:30 last night and about 5 hrs of sleep, I was not to enthused about running this morning. Up at 5:15, breakfast, but not out the door 6:18. (Stared at wall for about 1/2 hour tring to get motivated. Still, run went pretty well (10:04 pace) I wou
Day 6 – 5 miles – Pretty good run. I think breakfast helped (Thanks again Bobby) I can’t quite say I enjoyed the run, but I didn’t exactly hate it. That is real progress. We probably ran a bit faster than we should have, but it felt pretty good. Company party tonight, I can go win another TV!! Nothing more profound to say. Rest day tomorrow and then Week #1 will be finished. Only 15 more weeks.
As you might be able infer from my other posts. I have dwelt on my hate for running. These negative thoughts, although humorous, could spell the end for me. It is easy for discouragement to set in. I am not as fast and do not recover quite as quickly as most of these other guys. I am having a blast with this whole experience, but I pray that I can begin to get some joy out of the actual running because I know that as the novelty of this wears off, most of this experience is just going to be me and the road.