And Now for Something Completely Different

There's a little race tomorrow.  I've got my packet, my t-shirt and my number.  They all say "marathon".  But I'm running the half.  Or rather, I'm running and walking the half.  I ended up being three weeks out of the saddle with my injury.  And, in order to keep from re-tearing my calf muscle/tendon, I had to ease back into running.  I'm still only running in 5 min. intervals - though I'm sure I could do a bit more without hurting myself.  So, I'll run some and walk some tomorrow and there will be a big fat DNF next to my name in the race results.  So it goes.  I couldn't change to the half-marathon because it was sold out.  They told me I could go ahead and finish the half - and I would get a half-marathon medal and finish line amenities but I wouldn't have an official time.  S'alright.  I'm bummed, to be sure.  But its only a race.

Its only a race.  And life has been good.  Very good, actually.  Running and anything related to it bums me out a bit but there are bigger things than running.  Much bigger things.

So, in honor of the Biggest Thing of all, its time for something completely different.  Its totally out of left field for those who don't know me well - and for some that do.  I don't talk about my faith much on this blog - the last thing I want to do is preach and alienate people.  That's not my thing, really.  But, I do want to preach.  Or Somebody wants me to preach.  The Call is a long, bizarre story so I'll leave that part out.  The Result is that I dropped my application for Seminary in the mail today.  You heard me.  Seminary.  Something Completely Different.  But, maybe not that different, if you look at where my life has been headed - this strange and awesome trajectory that I only recently began to understand.  Its out of my hands.  Always has been - at least when its been at its best.  When I try to take over, I mess things up but good. 

So that's it.  That's where I'm headed.  I'm closing this blog down.  Its been a source of support, joy, and accountability and I'm thankful for that.  But, its time to move on.  Its time to stop measuring myself by miles and inches and pounds.  Its time to stop measuring myself, period.  I thank you, gentle readers (all three of you ;) and I wish you the best of everything in all your journeys.  May the Lord Bless you and Keep you in all your ways.  Thanks.  Peace Out.