Three days in a row some of us got up and ran between three and four miles. Up at 5:45 AM, hit the street, groggy, tired, crazy. The train, the stupid train, all night long, the horn blows, snoring, stupid snoring, all night long someones horn blows, the body noises, oh the body noises, all night long, was that a horn? Yeah, this is the most difficult trip sleep wise speaking I have ever been on. Maybe it's my age, maybe just the timing of things, but man oh man, by Friday I will be dead. We started out with six guys running now we are down to three, by Friday, I predict no one. Believe it or not I slept better in Iraq. If you can survive a missions trip to New Orleans, you can deploy to a combat zone no problem. Yep that's right, any of you guys out there who want to see if you can handle a combat zone, first sign up for a missions trip to New Orleans, sleep in the same room with about 70 noisy, smelly, men and teens and if you can handle that you can handle anything.
Now a couple of the girls want to run not in the morning but in the evening. So now I run twice a day.
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You're over the hump, heading into the final stretch. Thanks for posting both pictures & words. May you experience many God sightings as you wrap up your week.
ReplyDeleteMark, remember the one lost sheep.