“Wake the neighbors! Get the word out! Come on, crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout! This is life we’ve been given, made to be lived out … so live out loud.”
As I drove to work early Tuesday morning I saw a group of teenage girls running east on the sidewalk on FM 346. At first I thought, WOW! Teenagers up so early on a summer morning and out for a run no less. Then it dawned on me that I’ll bet those girls were already training for cross country from Whitehouse High School.
While it was only 7:15 a.m. and the temp was still bearable the humidity was 200 percent! Those poor girls!
I know that they are in much better condition than the majority of us and unless this is their first year in cross country, they know what to expect.
Of course the same goes for those other runners and walkers I see on the sidewalks throughout the day in the summer. Again, if the heat doesn’t get you, the humidity will.
The student athletes who participate in cross country are really my heroes. They train for endurance. While you want to finish first, it is not all about speed, but more about endurance.
Pacing yourself, having the physical stamina to keep the legs moving and oxygen moving in and out at the right measure, that is what it’s all about.
Even when you see others pass you, you have to keep your focus and keep on track. Pick up the pace a bit but don’t overdo it. You’ll find yourself panting and choking, not able to finish the race.
Dang! This is all such an analogy to life!
I see people rushing around, day in and day out to catch up, to keep up. I just have to wonder if they ever really do - catch up I mean.
I have to laugh every time I use the phrase or hear someone use the phrase “when things get back to normal.” What is normal nowadays? It sure isn’t the normal that I grew up with. While my parents worked hard, I never remember them running around, doing as much as we do in the evenings and on the weekends. I’d love to find that normal again.
Don’t get me wrong, there are a lot of things that I do that others see as keeping me too busy but if the truth be told, many of those things are of my own doing.
Maybe we could all take a step back from the front lines and consider a few days of relaxation. The race will still be there when we get back up. They won’t leave without you.
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