Run Your Race With Endurance

Running is a gift that I’ll forever be thankful for. There is something about lacing up, hitting the pavement, and listening to your lungs inhale and exhale as you cruise through the kilometers. I love running because it quiets my heart and mind as I simply move. And as I run, I can cast my cares on the Lord or consider His faithfulness in my life. Or simply just run and enjoy the day that God has given me. However, over the last few years, my running rhythms were lacking. Just a few years prior, I had run multiple half-marathons as well as finishing my first ever marathon (Zaporozhye Marathon 3:45:24) and I was in a groove of getting faster, building endurance, and setting my eyes on running the World Marathon Majors (Tokyo, Berlin, London, Boston, Chicago, NYC). But life circumstances hit. Personal tragedy. Major discouragement. A move across the ocean. And just the busyness of life that seemed to always bring a perceived urgency that took priority over going out for a quick run. As ...