The other night I had one of the worst runs in a long time. It was the second time in a week that I just wanted to quit my run, turn around & go home. I was frustrated because I had accidentally deleted all my GPS off my phone, erased my progress, my legs hurt, my lungs felt miserable, & it just all made me angry.
I mentally was not there at all. All I wanted to do was cry & quit. I started walking home but I knew I would be even angrier if I didn’t finish, so I turned back around and stopped throwing my pity party on the sidewalk.
One foot in front of the other. Left. Right. Left. Right.
I needed to get my mental game in a better place, a place where I could focus & I just could not get there. My body can do the work, it’s my mind that has been failing me the last few runs. Music wasn’t helping. And I just could not get beyond how bad everything hurt.
I needed a change. I turned my music off because it was ticking me off more than it was helping & started praying the rosary. Just one prayer at a time, one step after the other.
I’d like to tell you that praying gave me some superhuman strength that helped me run as fast as The Flash, run more mileage, but that would be a lie. I still creeped along at my own pace, but my mind game improved dramatically. By the third decade, I was almost home. By the sixth decade I was at my garage walking in the door.
A few days later, I decided to keep the music off & use running as my rosary praying time. I made it through the end of the rosary & still had two miles to go. I ran for a bit with no prayers, I immediately started to feel my heavy legs, hurting lungs, & sore abs.
When I’m praying, the run is still hard. But because I’m focused on asking God to carry me through it, then I’m able to finish the run so much better than I do when there is no prayer. It’s the perfect metaphor for life. I have let selling a house, commuting my son to school get me down. They became my sole focus & when I wasn’t taking the time to asking for God to carry me through it via prayer, when I wasn’t focusing on Him, I felt how heavy life was.
Prayer is imperative for all our “runs” in life. It’s a simple yet powerful concept & so imperative. It gets us through illness, happiness, motherhood, marriage, parenting, good times & bad. Problems in life come in all shapes in sizes, so do our prayers. One foot in front of the other. One day & one prayer at a time.