Running is a Journey

Saturday means long run day.  

I knew I wanted to run more than 11 miles (which is where I've been so far on my long runs).  I wanted to get at least a half marathon, and if I could get more than 14 miles even better (because 14 is the longest distance I've ever done).

I did a reverse run of my usual long route and added an extra lap at sugarhouse park.  I was feeling pretty good and got the thought to end my run at the temple.  I knew I could do it.  

It was a rainy day, but the beginning of my run was clear.  There was a little sprinkle for a bit.  Then it was clear again.  As I was running to the temple though it was raining a little more.  I loved it.  The raindrops were getting in my eyes and I was getting so wet, but I was too happy to let it get to me.  I enjoyed every moment of it.  I even got a thumbs up from a greeter who was standing outside one of the buildings.

I got to the temple and took a moment to enjoy the beauty of it.  I had a guy take a picture for me.  Then I looked at the temple and almost cried.  There is such peace and wonder that comes with LDS temples.  

My original plan was to stop my run at the temple and then do a cool down walk home.  Because it was raining and because I felt really good, I decided I would just run back home (plus I was a little shy of 15 miles so I want to make sure I got there).

I got to the last stretch home, sprinted, and ended feeling accomplished.

My finally mileage was 16.5!  That's my new farthest.  And I did it with an average 9:32min/mile pace.

I thought to myself.....I'll definitely be able to run a marathon.

Running definitely brings me a sense of peace and happiness that nothing else does.  It's the perfect time to talk to God, feel the Spirit, and clear my mind of the worries I have.

Today I stepped out the door knowing I was going on a journey.  Not just one of distance or running, but of something more.

The more I run, the more I learn.

Runaway Girl