I’m not really a backblast writer. I know I should be because it’s what we do in F3. I’m a pastor. When do I have time to sit down and recollect what we did or what was said. Maybe if we yelled out a little more “That’s what she said” I’ll remember. Nonetheless, here is my backblast.
“O you of little faith” it what I have when going to Stargate. Every Wednesday I know there will be low attendance. But that doesn’t bother me anymore. I came to realize that not everybody in F3 Hickory Region likes to run. (Off we go) I respect that. Running is not for everybody. Despite the horrible turnouts, I came to realize that I’m there not for a mega church kind of attendance. I’m there for myself. (Right on Main St.) See, nobody knows this, but I’m a runner. I love to run. I love how my mind and body feels after a 5 miler or a 10 miler. Running puts me in a state of euphoria. (Right on College Ave) A happy place. A happy place with God. Running allows me to dump all my worries at the foot of Jesus and have a time for a one on one talk. I’m a pastor and being a pastor comes with stress and heartache sometimes. (Left on Underdown St) When I run, I run all that baggage out of me. I feel free from what Satan wants me to endure. Running helps me to clear my mind and gives me a better outlook on the day ahead. (Left on Jennings St) I love the way my muscles burn after a good run. It makes me push harder and boost my self confidence. Yeah, burning muscles. I love having the time to myself and feeling the weather on my skin. (Left on 18 then left on Realty St) The weather on my skin reminds me that we serve a loving God. A God who blesses us with His wonderful creation. A God who gives us rain to cool off, heat to warm us up, snow to give us playtime with family. (Right on Pennton Ave) I love the accomplishment after crossing over the finish line regardless if I place or not. (Left on Westbrook St then Right on Sharon Ave) I love a lot things about running. That’s why I run 6 days a week and not a lot of bootcamps. Don’t get me wrong, bc’s are important for core and thank goodness we have run and pain stations. (Left on Finnley Ave) Running is adventurous at its finest. It’s me against myself, my competitors in races, and even Sharon Ave. (Left on Main St) I love using my feet to venture off on new roads or new trails to see things that I normally would not see driving. (Right on Scroggs St then left on Vance) It has been said that “Running connects us to death. If you run seriously, you toe the line of your own mortality, seen daily in physical progress followed by both gradual and sudden failures, some nearly imperceptible and some completely catastrophic.” (Left on Willow) I have changed physically and mentally in the past year. Running allowed me to love myself and gain the confidence I need to live in this world. My thanks obliviously goes to God for giving me the ability to run. (Left on Harper, Done) So, who ever reads this now knows why I love running.
Double Bogey out.
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