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Running Into God

Thursday, September 17, 2015

The other day I logged into facebook and a July 15, 2015 post from Dean Karnazes showed up in my feed. The caption read, 
"If you want to run, run a mile. If you want to experience a different life, run a marathon. If you want to talk to God, run an ultra."
While I don't disagree with the statement - I can not say that I agree with it either. Running and God are relative.

A little over two and a half years ago, when I literally put my foot on the path of my running journey, I did so with excitement as well as apprehension. I did not see myself as a runner. I have never saw myself as a runner. In fact, the image embedded in my minds eye is that of my 14 year old self who is both overweight and lacks all forms of cardiovascular fitness.

So it can go without saying, I spoke to God the moment I dropped my 5k training application in the mail to the Annapolis Striders. I think the dialog went something like this:
Dear God - What in the hell am I doing?
I repeated those exact same words on the first day of training and many subsequent days there after. Again - it is relative.

On the frigid February morning that marked my first 5k race, I stood shivering at the starting line and muttered those exact same words, yet again. However, at the half way point the conversation changed:
Dear God - please get me through this.
and upon reaching the finish line:
Dear God - Thank You for the strength to persevere.
At that point in my life and given my past experience, a 5k seemed much like an ultra to me; unfeasible. Even as I reach for longer distances, the conversations continue:
Dear God, why am I doing this again.
Dear God, I can't believe I'm only at mile ...
Dear God, please let there be a spot-a-pot at the next aid station.
and always
Dear God, Thank You for the strength to persevere.
I have ran many 5ks, a number of 10ks, a lot of half marathons, and two full marathons. This November I am shooting to complete my first Ultra. Maybe then, the conversation will change.



Much Love,
Theresa
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