At the start of a half marathon you feel good. The wind is pushing you forward. The sweat has yet to start dripping down your face. The sun is out. Yet, a few miles in things start to feel different. Your breathing quickens. You feel a small side cramp that seems to grow larger each… Read More Feelings and Truth
I went on a run today. When I run, I usually have to hold onto my key. My pockets are usually not deep enough, and quite frankly they would definitely fall out. So I clench my key in my sweaty hand. We, humans, hold onto a lot of things tightly in our hands. A lot… Read More Don’t Drop the Key
I was sitting at the airport yesterday waiting to board my flight. I was eating God’s chosen food, aka Chick-fil-A. I noticed a man and his young son (maybe 3 or 4) running. His son was giggling as he chased after his dad. A couple minutes later I saw them return, but this time they… Read More Run with my Father
I just started my run. My test was in a few days. 47 chapters of material. Yes, 47. My head was full of a lot besides medical jargon. Emotions of stress, anger, frustration, flooded my veins. So, naturally it was time to blow off some steam and run. Run fast. Towards the start of my… Read More You Can Run and Bleed at the Same Time
Wandering in Wonder Today 