July 14

Mt Bonnell run. Apr. 12 miles, 100 min.

This run came at a time when I think I needed running the most. I had taken a week off from running. One excuse came after another, busy-ness to weather. Saturday morning' doorstep left me with a week's worth of trouble. My mind was going in a thousand different directions. My heart strings were playing to the tune of regret, disappointment and misunderstanding. The night before had left me empty and dehydrated. I decided to go for a run, a long run, a run that I knew would lend me the opportunity to talk with God, see His creation, and test my own limits. The run starts at Town Lake works and winds up to the top of Mt. Bonnell, which gives way to one of the most rewarding views, and back down again. Throughout my run, I hurt and sweat, found places of rejuvenating winds, laughed at myself, wanted to cry. Meanwhile, giving my past week a thought. Why had I been so irritable? so off-balanced? The missing element had been running. The missing foundation had been alone time with God. Both of these are often accomplished in my run, whether it is around the neighbourhood or the city. This new knowledge seemed to ease the pain; quench the thirst. In spite of my pre-run conditions, I survived that run that day and came out what I believe to be better.