I ran my first 5k race in over a year. Really I'm ok with that because I've done plenty of races, and I know I can run one and about what time I can do that, so unless I feel strongly about the charity that's behind the race or I'm just supporting friends I'm fine with just doing my own thing. But yesterday I ran. I ran without music or friends to talk to. I can't remember the last time I just ran without anything else but my thoughts. It was harder with my own thoughts, because my mind really liked the subject of fatigue and pain. I kept thinking, "man I must be going pretty fast because I'm feeling it." Turns out I wasn't going REALLY fast, mostly just my regular pace. I thought, "This feels a lot longer then 3.1 miles", which it turns out it was about .10 mile longer...that's not A LOT longer though. That quiet race must have got my mind in thinking mode though, because it hasn't really turned off since.
Even watching War Horse last night my mind was ticking away. By the way, I really didn't like the movie. Not because the movie itself was bad, but because I just kept thinking about how sad war IS. Hate and violence are so far removed from my everyday life that I don't often think about what we as humans can do to each other. I thought, as I watched, about the individuals caught up in this massive black hole of fear and stress and how far away from the peace of God it is. And that is sad! I prayed hard last night for Gods peace and I wasn't so sad anymore.