Running thoughts

 There are so many things to say... or at least so much I'd like to say; so much others are saying; so much I feel like should be said...

And I really just don't know.

Don't you think most of us think we have this inner inkling - for lack of a better way to describe it - that gives us insight, and we simply cannot fathom how the 'other side' can be so stupid, so gullible, so duped?

This morning I read part of Luke chapter 11, where Jesus gives his "woe to you" lashings to Pharisees, lawyers and scribes. And they're like, "Hey, Jesus, you're kind of hurting our feelings." Like, they have no clue why he's saying these things TO THEM. They see themselves as the 'right' ones. Don't we all see ourselves that way? You know, how everyone with a gun thinks they're the "good guy with a gun."

I don't know. It got me to thinking... what about me? What am I missing? And that maybe the point of it is... I don't need to be the one who knows or is right. I need to know the ONE who knows and is right.

I mean, I've written before about my loathing of the president. I even posted on Facebook yesterday this thought I had: "Joe Biden wasn't my first choice, but it may turn out he's the absolute best choice for America at this point in history." I really thought that was profound. I thought it logical, reasonable, sensible. I believe it to be true! Yet I know there are a slough of people who think it totally moronic.

At some point, maybe we have to admit that none of us knows anything. Sure, we have to make choices and decisions, but I think we have to always be aware that we could be just as batshit crazy as the next person. It's that 'taking ourselves lightly' approach. I know I certainly need to take myself more lightly... about just about everything.

So, I don't know, that's just something I was thinking today. Emphasis on "I don't know."

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Now, as for actual RUNNING thoughts...

I ran again yesterday for the first time in a week. Once the pain and swelling subsided from the gout, I'd been trying to walk a few miles each day, but I didn't want to rush back to running too soon. I was just going to see how it went yesterday morning, and it went great!

I ended up making myself stop running at 5.1 miles, then walked another mile; and I did most of it at a 9:15-ish clip - which is pretty fast for me. I intended to do a light jog... but I felt SO GOOD. 

It's scary when I feel good like that. You know, because it usually means something bad is about to happen. But it hasn't. Yet.

My legs feel as good as they ever have. Ever. My feet and ankles... aren't terrible. Seriously, the top of my right foot bothers me some (what one doctor deemed mid-foot arthritis), but even that is way better than it had been. I still think it was more tendon related. Overall I don't feel tired or worn down or sore or tight or anything. It is literally the best I've felt in a long time.

So, yes, I'm still pondering another marathon next month. I don't know if it's stupid to do another one so soon, or if I'm stupid not to. I could just do a half marathon. It's not like that's anything to sneeze at. But... I don't know. I guess we'll see. One day at a time; that sort of thing.

A lot can happen in the blink of an eye.

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"Trust God from the bottom of your heart;
    don’t try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;
    he’s the one who will keep you on track." (Proverbs 3:5-6)