Chris's Musings

30 days from today, I will be standing at a starting line in Los Angeles, California ready to start my first half marathon.  To say this has me a little emotional, especially considering the path that I have taken to get to this point.  It's been a path that God has used not only to stretch me physically but also shape my faith in Him.  To choose a different, or easier path, while I would have preferred I would not (at least given if I finish the race :) ) trade in. I have not really always been a "runner" - I kind of resisted this whole thing growing up because I equated "running" with punishment... more specifically the PE coach's tendency to make my fat butt run laps when I wasn't following orders (I didn't really like PE growing up, if you can tell).  I liked to play sports, but I didn't really like practice and discipline.  Needless to say, I played a fair amount of  pickup, intramural, and "church league" sports but didn't r

Usually at this point in time, I am packing myself up from LDR to head home after a stomach-satisfying breakfast at the Donut Hole in Sandestin... but alas I did not make LDR this year (can't wait to hear how it was), so I ran in the US 10K Classic this morning (which has the opposite effect of eating at The Donut Hole :) ) I finished the race in 59:59 (yes, I sprinted to finish in under an hour), despite chilling at a few water stops and getting stuck behind a bunch of walkers and non-starters at the beginning (at least that's my excuse for not doing better :) ), and enjoyed grabbing some Publix swag, listening to some music from this local band that was playing at the afterparty, and checked out the chiropractic tent and to my surprise got my neck adjusted.   But the most interesting thing to me was that when I was going back into the main area from the concert stage, there was this guy trying to get past security that obviously wasn't part of the race crowd.  By look