Yesterday I finished the second to last long run. I ran 9 miles and I do have to say that this is the best training that I have done for a half marathon. This is the sixth one that I will be doing and I honestly feel that I have grown quite a bit since the first half marathon that I did back in 2012.
I am no longer pushing to do a faster time or to beat anyone in particular. The only person that I am competing with is myself. I get more satisfaction out of achieving a personal best than I would if I beat someone. I have learned that it is more enjoyable to embrace the run. The good and bad runs. Let's face it, not every run is going to be the same. Do you run a 5K in the same amount of time every time you run one? Of course not. That is almost impossible to achieve.
As the training for this half is coming to a close in a couple of weeks, I can't help but find myself to be thankful. Thankful to God for all that He has done for me. For bringing me out of a dark place. For allowing me the ability to still have my family despite everything that we have been through. He has used my running as a way of healing for all the bad things that have been going on in my life in the last few months. As I am running, it is so nice to see God's beautiful creation. The quietness of your surroundings if you will just take the time to look. He will also talk to you in the quietness if you are willing to listen to see what He has to say to you.
I ignored Him for so long but not anymore. My runs have allowed me to connect with Him again and heal from all the things in my past. From this long run, I didn't learn that I could run 9 miles. I learned to trust Him and be thankful for each day that He has given me.
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