Running the Race

I used to run. Now, not so much. I’m more of a walker these days. But one day, back in the day when I ran fairly regularly, I started out on my morning run and crossed paths with another runner. She was running at a faster pace than I was, seemed to be closer to the end of her morning run, and yet, I couldn’t see a drop of sweat on her.

Now me on the other hand? I looked like I had just rolled out of bed, and by the end of my run, my face was red and the sweat was dripping.

I’ve decided I’m not a very graceful runner. But then again, how many of us are?

Then I would hear about other people’s runs – they’re running at a faster pace or longer distance than me. So the comparisons would begin but then…

I was reminded that every runner runs a little, or a lot, different from all the runners out there. I may be slower than some, sweat more than others, not look quite as graceful while I’m running, but I’m out there running the race, giving it my very best.

My lesson from this?

Run the race of life well. Give it all you’ve got. Take your mark. Don’t try to run someone else’s race. Run the race for which you were designed. Fight the good fight and finish strong. Be determined to never let life run you down. It won’t always be easy; it might be extremely difficult at times. You may be “dripping sweat” or be moving at a walking or jogging pace instead of running at some points along the way, but keep fighting and never give up on this crazy adventure we call life.