Yes, it’s that time of year again when life just seems to be a mad rush to get a million and one things accomplished in a day. Not only are we trying to find the perfect gift for family members and friends but our calendars also are filled with celebrations and outings and lots of eating and merriment. There often is barely time to breathe during this season which seems to start earlier each year while still flying by just as quickly.
I’m convinced that marathon season does not occur in December and January, not because it’s too cold outside, but rather to free us up for squeezing in all these additional activities in place of all the running. Despite my busy calendar I feel like I am managing fairly well to stay sane. Exercise is certainly one piece of this and a relaxed five-mile run yesterday breathing in the cool, fresh December air helped to clear my head and relax my body. I was reminded the other day in church that everything we do in life should be done for the glory of God. My runs are one way I aim to do so.
My goal during this time of year is not about my mileage count, but rather remembering the true meaning for the Christmas season. We as a people seem to have forgotten that it’s not about the commercialization around us, but rather the birth of a little baby boy. I am taking the time (or at least trying) to slow down even when I’m running, to smile at complete strangers, and to say my prayers and blessings for the goodness that has been brought upon all of us.