“The more side roads you stop to explore, the less likely that life will pass you by”- Robert Brault
I could not be more excited for this crusade across the country, but I have some things to remind myself of. I cannot dwell on the future. I have to live each day and appreciate each moment of my life, before I lose it. Crossing the country is a way for me to “live” my life, but I have forgotten that I have alot of life to live until then.
Nothing in my life has gone the way I had planned. The future must remain unplanned. Having an idea of where you want to be in the future is a helpful guideline, but foolish is the man who believes he can plan his future perfectly. Many times have I traveled from A to B, but never once was it the way I had thought. The road from where you are now to where you would like to be is a complete mystery. That is the beauty of life. All the time I spent meticulously planning every little detail of my future has, up to this point, been a waste. It is time to live each day the way God wants me to.
If I am meant to travel the country…then it will be so. As long as I have God on my side, I have nothing to fear or worry about.
“I held a moment in my hand, brilliant as a star, fragile as a flower, a tiny sliver of one hour. I dripped it carelessly, Ah! I didn’t know, I held opportunity.” ~Hazel Lee
This past week I did little running. I ran one 5 miler and that’s fine by me. I needed a week of rest so I can haul this week! I anticipate the marathon as it draws nearer, but appreciate each run day by day. Every run offers me new experiences and gets me one stride closer to the goal.
Go For It Now. The Future Is Promised To No One.
After months of being in the dark, the light at the end of the tunnel is approaching. Today, I ran 5 miles without a shirt on…hallelujah!
I recently took up a quick gig at a firewood company to make whatever money I can. The only downside to this weather is now people don’t want firewood…ah well, the sun is wonderful!
Give someone a compliment today. =]
My town is a beautiful town. The rural landscape is peaceful. The people are kind and it’s typically clean. Unfortunately, on my route, I had been noticing a small rectangular shining silver object. It was a capri sun. Every time I ran by this emptied silver garbage, I told myself I would “grab it next time and throw it away when I get home”. Well, today I decided to finally snag it. So I did. Minutes later, as I am running my route getting in the zone with some “Cake”, I notice something shining on the ground. It was another capri sun. I certainly could not leave THIS one. I grabbed it as well. I was going to put them in my pockets, but the snowy mud was too much to simply wipe off. I held them in my cracking frozen hands. I continue to run. Before I knew it, I had 3 Arizona Ice teas, 2 capri suns, 2 Mcdonalds fries boxes, a soda can, and a piece of large plastic. I just could not take this beautiful town to be covered with trash. My hands were becoming purple. I foolishly was not wearing running gloves. I made my way home and threw the trash out. It was at that point that I decided I wanted to run more than my original goal. At the end of it all, I ended up beasting through 20 miles today…wow. “I can do all things in He who gives me strength.”
My feet have truly taken a beating.
“Every man dies – Not every man really lives.” ~ William Ross
Just two months ago I hopped on the treadmill and did a “grueling” 3 miles…I could not have done much more than that.
Today, I did 14 miles. Wow.
Dedication. Diligence. Positive Attitude. Chicken Thighs…
p.s. My legs are Pulverized after todays run…I feel as though a tactical nuke was dropped on them…maybe I should start stretching?
I needed something. I don’t party. I commute to college. I desperately needed an escape from boredom.
Meanwhile…I had also been battling my health. I was tired of eating 5 ego waffles with 2 bricks of butter plastered on top. I wanted to be healthy. It’s not that I was heavy, in fact, quite the opposite. I was underweight and unhealthy. Just because my body did not show fat…did not mean I was fit. Every time I made a big plate of cheesy nachos and drank a 2 liter bottle of coca cola, I knew I was engulfing a delicious heart attack.
I had dreamed of changing my diet and diligently lifting weights for years…but it remained a nice thought. “Oh, I’ll start doing that in a week ” I would say as I devoured another glob of cookie dough. I’m not sure if it was just the fact that we were out of ego waffles that morning, but I finally decided to kick that lazy thought off the couch. I was going to do something about it.
After the first day, I could already feel a change.
It was around 9 pm and I was sitting on the computer. Then, it hit me. “I’ll run a marathon!” All pumped up, I darted down stairs to inform my mother. She, of course, rolled her eyes. I hopped on the treadmill and did 3 miles…and so it began.