Life in the Slow Lane Through the Eyes of a Runner.

Today is one of those days that are so calm they don’t even seem real. 

It all began with my early (well for a college student early) 7am Saturday to get up to run with a big group of people called the Philly Runners. 

It was so good to be back in Philadelphia running with them! It was great to be able to push myself to a 8:30 pace consistently which doesn’t happen when I’m just out on my own. 

In the time running, I decided I’m going to wait another year til I am ready for the Philadelphia Marathon and just to run the Half-Marathon part of it. Running I do on the side of life for fun and relaxation, and I was beginning to stress, therefore not worth it. God tells us to not worry about anything and with prayer and petition look to him. So that’s what I’m doing! 

Also I got super excited for next summer and what God has in store for me. I’m already looking at internships!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

It’s one of those days where you have some work but nothing pressing and a long weekend to do it in, sleep to catch up on, but no rush for it, ab exercises to get done, but no urge to do them, junk food to eat and no shame, people to see but no plans, and life to live in the slow lane!

Enjoy life for the day that God gave you today. 

“For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.” 2 Timothy 1:7 Go out and love those around you today!

And somehow a lonely picture of Locust Walk at 7:15 on a Saturday works for today 🙂

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NSO Through the Eyes of a Sophomore Runner.

So Penn’s version of Welcome Week for freshmen is called New Student Orientation. And I was so tempted to name this blog post NSOoooooooooo Exhausting. Man even last year during my NSO I was never as tired, exhausted, and completely drained as I was during this one. Hence the reason for the hiatus in blog posts. It’s been nonstop go go go. 

 

It all started with my move-in volunteering shifts. Having 6 hours of shifts for 4 days really puts a kink in the relaxation that was supposed to be the end of summer. But it was a ton of fun, I got to meet some really cool people who I was manning the booth to hand out keys and moving carts with. Also just seeing the excitement and joy of the freshmen coming in was so rewarding. 

And then on Wednesday I left for Pretreat which was such a rewarding time away from the city where my christian group, Penn Cru, was able to plan, cast vision, and realign our hearts with love for people, our campus, and the city. We stayed at a campground in West Chester and did everything from playing weird dice games, games that involved contortionism and biting cereal boxes, getting caught in the river during thunder, and getting way too little sleep but enjoying every moment of it!

This photo is from my spontaneous hike alone before my devotional the first morning. 

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Then getting back on campus the fun really began! That night I was able to meet up with some freshmen and really get to know them and get excited for the year over desserts! Throughout the past 5 days I’ve had way too many sweets, played water pong, used my first rootbeer keg, ventured into Philly many time for cheese steaks, errands, running with friends, starting the marathon training plan, finally going back to my church, catching up with friends, dancing until I am way too sore, ab workouts with my roommate, cooking, failed at crashing the dessert reception, but most of all been blessed. 

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The things I’ve realized over the past week and a half is God tries us in sometimes the most painful ways. He also will bring you peace and eventually joy in it. Sometimes he calls you to give up one of the things you love most in your life and what can we do but listen? Sacrificing requires so much more than courage, it requires God. But if you remain faithful in the Lord all things become worthwhile, no matter the pain. Whatever you are going through remain strong in the Lord.

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“Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.” Psalms 143:8

So here’s to the start of Sophomore year, after a long and wonderful NSO, changes, and challenges. Try and make what you have in front of you in this moment the best it can be. 

With Love from Philly.

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Innovation Through the Eyes of a Runner.

We encounter innovation on a daily basis in our lives. Do we call it innovation? No not often. However anything we are doing to make some sort of new method, idea, or product is innovation.

The simple things as your daily routine started out as innovation of a new method, the phones and computers we find ourselves glued to on a daily basis was innovation at one point. Even the new way of helping freshman move in this year is innovation.

It is really a cool concept that everything we do and have ever done was created and innovated at some point. Now people innovate many things, but where does the urge to move forward and explore and innovate come from? Nothing other than the greatest innovator and creator of all time, God. 

Last night I went to a free screening of the Jobs movie and it made me look at things today a little differently. My smoothie I made for lunch after my run was revolutionary at some point in time. The set up of the stores I shopped in was new at some point. The shoes I ran in were a innovation just recently. It’s just cool to think about how quickly things change, and how much impact when God blesses a person with an idea that idea can have. 

Look at life anew today, in it’s make-up, in it’s beauty, in God’s love.

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Reverse Changes Through the Eyes of a Runner.

As I sit on my bed looking out at the beautiful city I live in, drink my tea, eat my cereal, and ponder why God took me to study in Hosea this morning, I know he is a perfect God. 

Sunday I arrived back in my city. I am unpacked and getting settled, reuniting with friends, headed out for a run after this, and then I get to help freshmen move in later!! I can’t explain how at peace I feel every time I come back to Philadelphia. It’s not mostly the city, not mostly the academia I’ve got to get back to far too soon, it’s the people. I miss the people so in Bedford. Not only my friends, but those perfect strangers that I have the opportunity to encounter, and share God’s love with them. 

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As my pastor Steve Huber once said, “Cities are the best and worst of everything, therefore God loves them and he is there working.” I believe with all my heart that is why I’m here in Philadelphia. And man, it’s good to be back!

But….. I haven’t posted in far too long so let’s travel back 10 days to August the 10th. The day I did my first half marathon!

Waking up at 4am to prepare for the 7:30am start time, I was feeling good, awake, and a bit nervous. And the sound of the go from the man in the front of the pack I took off, I maneuvered around 200 of the runners to find a lovely woman who I was able to pace with, that turned into sharing our lives and running with for the first 5 miles. I was feeling good! Mile 4-5 was an uphill and I was like “I can do this!” Once I got up to the Virginia Training Center Campus to do my two loops around there I started dragging as my running buddy had to drop back. Now, left to my mind and my body I started to get dejected. As I ran back down the hill the hill I had come up 4 miles earlier, I started feeling it. The next 3 miles between 9.5-12.5 were the roughest miles of my life. I was feeling like a failure when I had to walk a bit and then once my breathing slowed down it was harder to start to run again, which made me feel even more like a failure. At the end I got a little burst of energy again but I honestly feel as if I ran the half again today, even with taking the past week off, I would run better than I had that day. Because once failure seeps into your mind it’s hard to set it back on track. 

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But onto the next running feat: The Philly Marathon!!! November 17th will come quite quickly so time to go! Literally!

As for last week, I completed my summer job which was a relief, got to hang out with my mother and boyfriend, and father and brothers a lot, and just got read to come back to school. It was a good, yet busy last week home!

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But Philly I’m back! 

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From Bedford back to Philly! 

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Lynchburg Half Marathon Through the Eyes of a Runner.

I did it!!!! My first half-marathon ever is behind me! All uphill from here right? 

 

That’s all for today 🙂 More details and pictures to follow!

“The Lord is my strength and shield, my heart trusts in him and he helps me.” Psalm 28:7

Nerves Through the Eyes of a Runner.

Picking up the race day shirt and my number, pigs in the road, finishing my necklace I had been working on, all part of my day before my first big race ever!

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Keep me in your prayers tomorrow morning before I run my first half marathon ever! 

I’m nervous but I know with God lies all my strength so I have no reason to be! Goodluck to all 560 runners tomorrow!

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Relaxing Days Through the Eyes of a Runner.

Nothing beats a fresh tomato, a ripe peach, a nice run, finishing projects, and a relaxing day at home getting things done with my mom. 

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Today has been a very successful day! 

Close seconds to today however include:

My Saturday out at the farm Kayaking, visiting old country stores and peach orchards.

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And my Tuesday at the lake with my mom and some other teachers she works with and helping out at her school!

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T-Minus 3 days til my first half-marathon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂

“Happy Moments, Praise God

Difficult Moments, Seek God

Quiet Moments, Worship God

Painful Moments, Trust God

Every Moment, Thank God”

Ephesians 3:20 “God has more in store for you than you can even imagine” 

A Step Back in Time Through the Eyes of a Runner.

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Most of the time when you hear a “step back in time”, you probably don’t expect to hear about something that was merely a year before. Well it seems as though this past year was so pivotal in my life that a year ago was a full “step” in my life ago.

Yesterday I accompanied my best friend since second grade back to the farm I worked on during high school. I used to feed 32 horses in the mornings before school and every other morning too. Whether it was a bright sunny summer day, where by 8 am the heat was already unbearable, or it was one of those perfect sweatshirt and jean type crisp mornings of the fall that bring dew and bright colors on the trees, or one of those bitter cold winter mornings where the dark still lingered over the farm causing shadows to dance in the woods and my mind because 5:30 am always came way too quickly in the winter, or whether it was the spring day that everything that had been planted decided to bloom all at once, I loved that job. 

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Even when I was away at school I looked back and reminisced over my 3 years at the farm. This I wrote in my writing class last fall semester.

“Cows moo, chickens scratch, and horses neigh in anticipation of their coming meal as the sun peaks over the Blue Ridge Mountains, illuminating the trees surrounding you. You can tell that the night before was humid as the heavy dew clings to the grain, while it slowly dries emitting that hearty scent of the earth that the animals long for.

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But all is silent, the sun has yet to rise and the bitter cold and stillness overtake your bones as you step out of the warm barn. The animals are still in slumber, you sink into the fresh blanket of snow as you walk, and your mind begins to imagine what could be lurking in the deep pine forest, waiting for you to get close enough so it can grab you.”

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It really is awesome how God brings us into things unexpectedly that end up being amazing. It was the summer of my sophomore year and I had my first job ever lined up and it fell through due to some random reasons in the company, and mentioning this to my high school crush’s mother, I got this job at the horse farm!

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And God is so good. It was the perfect job all throughout high school and into my leaving for college. I miss the horses, I miss the smell, I miss the funny powder that got stuck to your hands while fixing the meals, I miss the challenge it was to open the grain silo, and avoid the scratchy hay on the hay cart. I miss using all my force to bust open water that had ice 3 inches thick on a cold morning, I miss GO being the stallion he is, I miss Wee Willy pawing the ground for food, I miss having to watch Sham, Bon Bon, and Biscuit to make sure Biscuit wasn’t being a bully during feeding times. But most of all I miss the beauty that came with the farm, the miracles of the land it was on, the beauty of a horse running, it’s muscles rippling below it’s skin, and the peace I found in it every day. 

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“You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you.” Isaiah 26:3

But God tells us no matter what, I can have peace. As long as if I trust in him! That peace I found can be with me always. And thank my dear Lord for that! I need that, you need that, we all need that. 

 

May the peace of Christ be with you and yours today! And hello from Bedford!

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