#getyourpraiseon


What you’re telling me is I have a track session tonight, afterwards Sporting Kansas City plays, and I have no school tomorrow?!?!

Well played God, well played.

-D-

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Mobile Minutes: Cold Soother


If you’re living a life like mine (and I’m sorry if you are), allergies right now are pretty rough. I’ve found my staple to waking up, staying hydrated, and helping out that sore throat.

Cold Soother:
2 cinnamon sticks
1 pint of water
Lemon to taste
Honey to taste

Instructions: Bring water with cinnamon sticks to a boil. Reduce to simmer for five minutes. Serve in glass with lemon and honey stirred in.

Yum!

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Interesting developments:
Official score updates came in from yesterday’s race.
I’m very glad that I completed it.
The race is part of a four race circuit throughout the entire state. So, points accumulate through race completion.

What I learned…
-1st in my age division yesterday at the race
-Currently 2nd in overall in the circuit standings for my age group

Strange times…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Rubber Bands


Here I am, two hundred miles from home, a race at 8:00 AM tomorrow morning.

Primarily hills.

I went to warm up on a light mile this evening. Halfway through, heading up a hill, all I felt was a ‘pop!’ in my left calf.

I was done.

So, two hundred miles from home I’m trying to figure out how to keep my body together for 3.1 miles tomorrow morning.

Words can’t even express how absolutely upset I am at this moment.

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


I run, and I run, and I run…
Waiting for a moment of change and excitement between broken miles…
It finally happened today.
After school, in my inbox, I found the results of an application that I had placed nearly two weeks ago…

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…since adopting running as a living joy five years ago, today I was accepted onto a running team, sponsored by a local running store.

It may seem trivial, but to me it’s another step towards future goals.

Personally, this is a monumental prayer answered. I’m not one to cast myself out in the public eye. My God is so good.

-D-

XXXI: Vanity or Salvation


I run.
Nearly every day now.
What started six years ago as a means to impress my now ex-wife, became a tool of divorce recovery, and now a method of worship for my soul.

It’s more though…

I, like many, hate looking in the mirror. Daily I question what Darco sees in me anyways. It’s hard to stomach the idea that you’re not an attractive person. It’s a sin of doubt that plagues the mind. It’s been one of mine since I was a child.

Recently I learned a fun project for myself to handle the temptation of doubt and humility. I would grow my hair and my beard crazy long, losing my face in the process. I didn’t want to see it, I didn’t want to see my shortcomings.

I’d run for weeks, months, watch what I eat, and any time spent in the gym was done with multiple layers of long sleeve clothing.

I made it hurt.

I never wanted Darco to regret marrying someone that wasn’t handsome, unique, or attractive. She deserved more, she deserves more.

This weekend I shaved and cleaned up to see the progress, and for once…truly once…I was surprised.

For the first time in my life, that I can recall, I can look in the mirror without the guilt.

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I know it isn’t perfect, but I hope it’s something for my wife. She deserves it.

-D-