Mrs. Frazier and I went to run on a new trail this past Saturday. We have run at City Park before, but they recently built a new one mile loop walking/bike path. We were excited. City Park had been our long run spot until we moved to another park in the city, so it was like seeing an old friend. Anyways, we got started later than we had hoped, and it was already unseasonably warm even for New Orleans in January. So we started our run, and it hurt. I mean it was one of those runs where you never hit your stride. This has happened to me before but usually when I had not run in a while. I just felt heavy, like I was carrying extra weight. I made it to about 3.5 miles before I caught up to the Mrs., and she had been struggling as well, so we walked. Both of us were discouraged, and eventually completed one more lap before we stopped. We were both a little discouraged, but we talked through it, and we just said that some days are just tough days. Could we have eaten better, or drank more water? Sure. Today was just a one of those days though. I am always encouraged when I get to talk with the Mrs. about these runs, and it is always a growing experience. Not everyday can be a PR, but it makes those days even better.
Also, as I was plodding along laps, I couldn’t help but think of two different characters I admire. One of them is real, and one is only real in DVD library. The first one is William Carey, considered the first modern Christian missionary to India. One of his famous quotes was, “I can plod. I can persevere to any definite pursuit.” Two things: first, I do not compare my running ability to what William Carey accomplished. He set the stage for all missionaries today, and I am thankful for his desire to follow the Lord in his pursuit. His story is one of perseverance through unthinkable trials and setbacks. If you don’t know his story, I strongly encourage you to read about him. Second, sometimes I feel like my running style most emulates plodding, such as this past Saturday. I like Carey’s attitude though. Never Stop. Be Consistent. This is how I want to live my life, not just my running. I don’t want discouragement or other things to distract me from goals. So my plodding Saturday motivates me in two ways:
- Bad running days make good running days even better.
- Plodding along, though slow, is still persevering.
P.S. I will talk about the other character next week. Here is a clue, He is my favorite boxer who owns an Italian restaurant where most of the staff is Hispanic. Be excited.