I used to be very patient. Well, I've been through phases of varying degrees of patience but I'm coming out of a very patient time and entering into one of less patience...and I need to get back. For the past few years I was the most patient and easy going guy I'd ever known (pat self on back). Lately, though, I want everything to happen at that very moment.
I pray everyday (multiple times a day), like always, and ask God for whatever it is I want or think needs to happen but, instead of waiting for His answer, I get it in my head that I need to go out and make it happen (or see what's going on) without God. The vast majority of the time it would have worked out just fine if I'd waited (even a few hours) and all would have been good. Instead, I stuck my hand in there and stirred things up that didn't need to be, which can lead to unwanted and unneeded stress itself.
The grammar isn't the best here and I'm sorry about that. It's late and I just wanted to get this down before I forgot about it. Maybe I'll touch it up later. Or, more likely, maybe not. Time for bed.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Like the wind
I go through a period every year or so where I'll go running three or four times a week for a few months then give it up after it gets way too hot. Looks like that time has come again, as I went for a run on Thursday and then again earlier this afternoon when I found myself at home with nothing to do and a beautiful day outside. I'll have to drive the route to get a better mileage count, but I figure it's about three miles round trip.
I guess the full quote is actually "Run like the wind," which basically means to run really fast. I, however, do not. I'm more of a "slow and steady wins the race" type of guy. So far I have the slow part down pretty good; just need to work up to the steady part. When I say jog it's really a jog/walk right now. It's not so much that I'm out of breath, but my legs are killing me. My back also aches some when I start out. I know all of this will subside once I get a regular routine going and my old body gets used to it again.
To my surprise, my knees are not screaming at me. Thanks to my less-than stellar career as a high school shot putter and pickup basketball player, I usually hobble around on them after any sort of physical activity. Speaking of my shot put days, I was once pictured on the back page of the Columbia County paper doing my thing. That was pretty neat. I think it was from the "First Annual Columbia County Invitational Track Meet" or something like that. I came in fourth. The part of the story that didn't get written was only Evans and Lakeside had dudes doing the shot put that day. Harlem didn't have anyone and it was the year before Greenbrier opened, I think, so I was fourth out of four. I have an Honorable Mention ribbon somewhere for it, though, and my name was announced over the school intercom the next morning. Pretty fun...and funny.
I need to live in the present more...the past just keeps getting farther and farther behind me. Even yesterday seems like ancient history sometimes when presented with a new day's events.
I guess the full quote is actually "Run like the wind," which basically means to run really fast. I, however, do not. I'm more of a "slow and steady wins the race" type of guy. So far I have the slow part down pretty good; just need to work up to the steady part. When I say jog it's really a jog/walk right now. It's not so much that I'm out of breath, but my legs are killing me. My back also aches some when I start out. I know all of this will subside once I get a regular routine going and my old body gets used to it again.
To my surprise, my knees are not screaming at me. Thanks to my less-than stellar career as a high school shot putter and pickup basketball player, I usually hobble around on them after any sort of physical activity. Speaking of my shot put days, I was once pictured on the back page of the Columbia County paper doing my thing. That was pretty neat. I think it was from the "First Annual Columbia County Invitational Track Meet" or something like that. I came in fourth. The part of the story that didn't get written was only Evans and Lakeside had dudes doing the shot put that day. Harlem didn't have anyone and it was the year before Greenbrier opened, I think, so I was fourth out of four. I have an Honorable Mention ribbon somewhere for it, though, and my name was announced over the school intercom the next morning. Pretty fun...and funny.
I need to live in the present more...the past just keeps getting farther and farther behind me. Even yesterday seems like ancient history sometimes when presented with a new day's events.
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