This week I did try something new though...just because. I have been getting up early in the cool of the summer morning and walking for about 35- 40 minutes before going into the studio and be your morning DJ. The new thing that I tried was adding a new component to the walk. Alternative periods of running. I was able to get an extra mile in the same time frame.
But you have to know...I am not a runner. I don't have the desire to be a runner either. I would like to know that if I had to run 3.1 miles or a 5K, to save a life I could without collapsing on the side of the road and be carried off by an ambulance. And on my bucket list....well that is a secret, but it involves endurance.
I have tried to do a running schedule before and I just didn't make the grade. Oh I tried to learn, but I just never got the hang of it. I never arrived at running. One problem was that I couldn't stick with it, I thought it was too hard. I never got my legs and my lungs to work together. I never arrived at breathing right in the rhythm of the run.
As I was gasping for air this morning I was wondering if it was worth it all. Would I ever learn how to run and breath at the same time? Would I ever arrive at running? The early morning path was dark and desolate....no one would know that I just gave up. I could have just stopped. I just wanted to arrive at my ending point.
As I was nearing the home stretch leg of this workout time this morning, God reminded me to stick to the plan. It was then that I enrolled in His school of obedience. He wants to build endurance in me. He reminded me that this is a start of the new thing He wants to do in my heart.
I won't worry about arriving at the ribbon race line just yet. Each step I take is actually a small victory. Each step is a step away from where I have been. Each step is moving me forward fitness and towards a healthier body. This is going to take time. Training takes time, discipleship takes time.
It's a slow process of building, of arriving. It's no wonder that many people give up on their goals. We forget that we can't have a fit body instantly. We forget we won't have a fit faith instantly. We compare our beginnings to the next iron man's middle. I foolishly loose sight of the focus for the sake of the chase. And when I don’t get to the end quickly, I conclude it’s not worth it or that I am not qualified to complete. God is building endurance in me.
I don't want to give up on this. Remind me that every step I take is a victory. Every step is an arrival. I guess I will show up for class.
How are you training?
How are you training?