I really hate to start this post with a cliché. But…yes…I feel it’s appropriate.
I mean, aren’t most clichés awesome at expressing a moment without much explanation.
I’m stuck, frozen like a deer in headlights. Whew…there I said it.
31 Days of Love is challenging me to post daily and behind the scenes I’m studying and reading. All the while it’s challenging me, which is good but the race becomes communicating it with you.
Today’s Topic: Race.
I see people running. Full speed ahead, sweating, huffing and puffing to gasp for air. Arms swinging loosely at their sides covering the distance at a rapid speed.
As a newbie I want to hold my own, I increase my pace and manage to hold on for a short while but eventually my body screams…ARE YOU CRAZY!!!
I was a new runner yet I saw people twice my age zooming past. I naturally thought “Dana don’t let another little ole lady pass you…”
That was my downfall.
Little did I know those little ole ladies had years of running in their fancy running shoes. Yet I let it get to me.
Life is much the same way. We see people running, achieving, writing, singing, dancing, and being while we are merely trying to pace ourselves.
Maybe it’s me… Or maybe not…
I’ve made a vow with my heart. I plan to live life to the fullest, even if most days I have no idea what I’ve gotten myself in to.
My brain is screaming … ARE YOU CRAZY!!!
But my heart is whispering … Now we’re cooking…
Question: What are you racing for in life?
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