We searched up and down for the street. I cant imagine this is where the race starts, there are no people. "wait here, I'm going to go check" my hubby replies. As I am feeding Caleb cheerios, he runs back " hurry it started." I looked at my watch and it was 7:45am.
I started to run like I never ran before, see I remember the rules said that no one could start the marathon later than 7:40. But perhaps if I just made it there they would make the exception. I saw the starting line, and I was running as hard as I could but there was a problem. I was not moving, no matter how hard I was running, my legs were moving but my body wasn't. What the heck the starting line was so close yet I could not get to it. It was just as I was on the verge of tears, I woke up.
It was my dream last night. I have exactly 11 days till my half marathon. And as I said it before to some it is just 13.2 miles but to me it seems like a 100. To be honest it is starting to mentally trip me out. Ive trained but not the conventional way. I didn't join a team, I am a team of one. I didn't follow the training guideline, but I did the best I could with our schedules. I don't have a coach, but I have Jesus.
I have experienced, knee pain, ankle pain, toe pain and have struggled the last month with bad lower back pain!
By faith, prayers and with a purpose I am pressing on. I am doing it to remember Gracie, I am doing it so that Noah can have a long life, I am doing it for Elias so one day he can be on the field again playing with his team. I am doing it for Sarah, because she just had another round of chemo. I am doing it for you! Because I asked that you would pray if I ran and you did and still are (I hope).
I am doing it because I don't have a cure for cancer but I have legs that work. I am doing it because I have faith in my God that laboring will provide a good work. He knows my struggles, He knows my weakness. I thought I would have blogged more about my journey but as I trained I realized that this time was some personal intimate time with the Lord.
Running for me isn't physical, I know if my mind tells my body to do it, it will. I remember back to one of my first blogs, when I celebrated running longer than 4 minutes and today I can do mile after mile. It has been through the power of the Holy Spirit, prayers and the examples of strength for the ones I am running for.
I thank you for praying, the last few days I have felt them. I truly have, I have a ton of distractions with schedules, ministry etc. that I am feeling a bit overwhelmed but I am somehow find some calm in the midst.
Please don't stop praying for my friends. Operation Pledge Prayer shouldn't end the day I finish my 13.2 miles. Please continue to pray for my pals that are battling, and all the others that have this terrible disease.
Love you all,
Mon
