Today, I had my best track workout in a long time. I ran 6, 800 meter intervals. The first was around 3:05 and the last was around 2:55 and I got progressively faster. I have to thank my track running buddy who has been out week after week recently. He leads most times but I lead on occasion such as the last 800 meter interval today. It's all good. He and my long-time running mentor think I should run a full marathon this fall (given how my track training is going and given that I have already done one 20 mile workout) but I have made a promise of no marathons until next fall at the earliest and I intend to stick to it.
Plus, I have figured out that for some reason my body truly enjoys the workouts although it does not always enjoy the races. I like to run. I like to run strong. But I get "into my head" too much when I race. So even if my workouts are not personal best times, just the freedom of doing what I want when I want is a great thing. That freedom to just experience the world as it is and take it all in is that is part of the "40 Days to Better" today.
That freedom is nice. I enjoy it quite a bit. And I enjoy sharing the freedom to just run with others. Not that I don't enjoy racing with others, but my races tend to turn into just that--races. And I have never run all the way through a race with someone with whom I intended to run from the start. So, that is why I can enjoy just going--whether with other runners or all alone. And as my job changes to involve more time with others, I have begun to enjoy running alone again a bit more.
And as my personal life has begun to involve being present for people and having other people be present for me in ways that were not always clicking in the past year, I have begun to enjoy running alone more again.
Do I want to run alone? Not necessarily. Especially on the track I still value very much running with others.
But I realize that each type of running is a gift. Running with others--the others are the gift. Running alone--the time to just experience God's creation as it exists is the gift.
So, in the rest of life, I can take time to take things in as they are. Experience. Welcome. Observe. Just be. And then take it along with me into the rest of my life. As a part of myself. As a part of what will make me who I am in the future. Integrating each experience into the true me.
Plus, I have figured out that for some reason my body truly enjoys the workouts although it does not always enjoy the races. I like to run. I like to run strong. But I get "into my head" too much when I race. So even if my workouts are not personal best times, just the freedom of doing what I want when I want is a great thing. That freedom to just experience the world as it is and take it all in is that is part of the "40 Days to Better" today.
That freedom is nice. I enjoy it quite a bit. And I enjoy sharing the freedom to just run with others. Not that I don't enjoy racing with others, but my races tend to turn into just that--races. And I have never run all the way through a race with someone with whom I intended to run from the start. So, that is why I can enjoy just going--whether with other runners or all alone. And as my job changes to involve more time with others, I have begun to enjoy running alone again a bit more.
And as my personal life has begun to involve being present for people and having other people be present for me in ways that were not always clicking in the past year, I have begun to enjoy running alone more again.
Do I want to run alone? Not necessarily. Especially on the track I still value very much running with others.
But I realize that each type of running is a gift. Running with others--the others are the gift. Running alone--the time to just experience God's creation as it exists is the gift.
So, in the rest of life, I can take time to take things in as they are. Experience. Welcome. Observe. Just be. And then take it along with me into the rest of my life. As a part of myself. As a part of what will make me who I am in the future. Integrating each experience into the true me.
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