Some mornings I find it difficult to focus. I have routines,
but they are ever in flux. I get up and want coffee. But then I think maybe I
should go run. I have been thinking of setting office hours, so I can be more
focused on writing. I have been blogging five days a week now for three weeks.
It is nice to have a rhythm going.
I have been running to get ready for a race that a friend invited
me to run with her. It actually includes biking as well, so they call it a
biathalon. Talk about needing focus. But I’m not sure if that’s really what I
have been after these past few weeks. Sure I have a goal to get ready. So I run
or bike every other day, challenging myself to push a little further each time.
But the focus is not on the race, as much it is on plodding along and
conditioning my body to be ready for the race.
I need both the goal of the race, and the focus of the
moment. It’s a strange mix, but it does keep me going.
Remember that in a race everyone runs, but only one person
gets the prize. You also must run in such a way that you will win. All athletes practice strict self-control.
They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal
prize. So I run straight to the goal with purpose in every step. I am not like
a boxer who misses his punches. I
discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should.
1 Corinthians 9:24-27
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