Everybody hurts

Unexpected snow day in Pgh! Growing up in Maryland, I really took these for granted. It seemed that every time it snowed more than an inch, we got the day off. Back in 2010, my first year in the 412, we got 6 inches of snow and got…a delay. I almost died 7 times driving into work that day. So it was nice to sleep in a bit today.

I went to the gym this morning rather than this afternoon as a result, and proceeded to have a horrible run. Why? The headphones I tried out wouldn’t stay in my freakishly small misshapen ears. Every 30 seconds I had to reach up and adjust them. Add that to the fact that my ankles were acting up, and it was just a bad day.

There was a girl running in front of me. She was skinny, long legs, had a t-shirt from the most popular sorority at my alma mater, and barely worked up a sweat as she ran her 6 little perfect miles. It’s no secret that I’m a bit competitive, so I upped the speed on my treadmill…and promptly knocked my inhaler off the treadmill. WINNING. Here I was, short, stout, and panting after 2.5 miles. Sometimes life just isn’t fair.

But God puts these events in our lives for a reason. Pride is a sin. I need to learn to be content with what I’m doing – not him, not her, not anyone. If I can’t run one day, it’s not a big deal. (Today, I just turned up the incline and walked the rest of my workout.) Healthy competition is good, but if you try to “over-compete” with others and give up as a result, you are, in essence, saying what God gave you isn’t good enough. That’s pretty humbling.

Miles logged: 3.75

Push song (before I ripped my headphones out): “Work Hard Play Hard” by Wiz Khalifa


About CMN

She is clothed in strength and dignity, and she laughs at the days to come.
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