As I was running my 3rd Half-Marathon on a Sunday it was refreshing to see phrases on shirts that said "God Is My Coach" and "To God Be The Glory" and I wasn't even at church. The temperature was pretty ideal during the Surf City USA Half-marathon; however the rain and wind weren't. My shoes were already wet by the time the race started. At mile three things were looking pretty good since I was pacing under 9 minute miles. By this time the back of my shirt was soaked along with my shorts. Then the race turned a little uphill and I was passing people. However, I ended up getting a side stitch during miles 4-6 and gave up some ground. Then on mile 8 I started to cramp in my legs. And on mile 10 it worsened. When hardship comes my way, I only know of one solution. So I whispered out loud, "Help me Jesus" and I was able to get through the race staying at about a 9 minute pace. The result was a personal best of under 1 hour and 58 minutes and I believe my best physical accomplishment.
I have to go now and eat junk food.
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Congratulations! Why does junk food taste sooo good?
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