As I started my run this morning, my thighs screamed for me to stop. They were still sore from Saturday's marathon. That was kind of crazy in itself, because my thighs seldom hurt, even after a marathon. I don't know if it was because I pushed harder than normal this weekend, or because it was the second marathon in a week's time. Whatever it was though, I knew I had to get out on the road to loosen the muscles back up.
Aching legs weren't the only challenge this morning either. The biggest challenge was a brutal wind on today's run. I chose one of the easiest routes from my house, but that put me into a strong headwind for a lot of the run. Luckily, the temperature only dropped to 320 last night. That put the wind chill down around 200, but that's starting to feel somewhat warm as this crazy winter drags on. Usually when I turn my back to a strong headwind, the then tailwind is hardly noticeable. But today was different. When I changed directions, I could actually feel the wind gusts pushing me forward.
The best word I can think of to describe the windy run is tough. Just tough. But thanks be to God, because He kept me going and got me through it! Tomorrow promises to be rough too. Weatherbug is forecasting 140 at run time tomorrow, with 9 mph winds. It won't be as windy as today, but temps that low make me think I might just cross paths with a migrating polar bear if it keeps up.
For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. ~ 2 Corinthians 1:5
After a tough run this morning and a tough run promised for tomorrow morning, a lot of people just can't understand why I get out in such crazy weather. Some think it's stupid, others just plain insanity. But the simple fact is that what little suffering a bad weather run involves is nothing compared to the suffering our Lord, Jesus Christ, went through on the cross so that we have an opportunity to spend eternity in Heaven.
I'm not a fast runner. I won't be breaking the tape at any of these races I run. Most of the time, I'm just running to finish. As long as I don't drop out, I consider it a successful race. And even though I don't win any races, I can't count the number of people who said what I do inspired them.
Before I go any further, let me say this. It's not my strength. It's not my ability. It's not me at all. But it's Jesus Christ who gives me the strength, the will, and the ability to run these races. You see, I believe He uses me to inspire people. And though several people have told me they've been inspired to run because of what they read here, it's far more important to inspire them to get spiritually fit.
In 1 Timothy, Paul wrote that physical training is beneficial, but spiritual training is far more important. That's where true comfort comes from, even when the world seems to be crashing down around us. Regardless how tough life gets, how much trouble this world throws at us, when we're in shape spiritually, we have all we need to be comfortable. In the heat, in the cold, in the rain, in the snow, in the blazing sun, or even in the midst of a hurricane, we can find comfort when our spiritual fitness gives us peace.
So though it may seem crazy to get out on the road when the temperature is nearly low enough to give polar bears frostbite, there are reasons I've got to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Jesus Christ has given me the ability, the will, and the strength to get out there and run, not for trophies or medals or ribbons, but so that He can be glorified when I run.
That's why I'm going to be out on the road tomorrow morning.
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