I know I used a Haiku the other morning to comment on running in the presence of the grace of God. Today, I was with a group of six on the track. Once again, I had a chance to see the sun starting to rise in the east. That always makes me think of the grace of God--his warmth, his strength, his energy shining down on us all. And the run was eight half miles. Each of which I ran at a pace faster than 3 minutes for a half mile. I have not run a workout like that in a long time. And what's more, I was not wearing a watch. I was surrounded by people wearing watches, but for once I just trusted myself. I just ran and let the grace of God carry me. All eight were under 3 minutes and the last several were consistently around the same time of 2:55. I have run very few workouts like that in the past. And at age 43, I'm not sure how many more I have in me in the future. But it is a good symbol of not having to plan and analyze everything down to the second, but just trusting that God will take care. And he did. 55 days till Boston!