Because 26.3 would be ridiculous . . .
Lori finished the the Music City Marathon this past Saturday. She ran the whole thing (except when she was giving out hugs along the way). I have to say this was impressive on many levels. Let me name a few:
- She ran straight for 26.2 miles
- It was hot
- She felt sick
- Her legs were tired . . . can't understand why
- All of the time in preparation that she diligently put into it (you should see the training schedule that she marked off day by day).
- The confidence she had to do something hard that she was afraid of. In more than one conversation she talked about the fear of failing. Having to stop running during the race.
As I watched Lori run yesterday I couldn't help but think that she approaches marathons the same way she approaches life. That includes her devotion to the Lord and her family. There is a daily steadiness and stick-to-it-ness that doesn't stop regardless of how easy or hard the next step is. She doesn't stop loving, caring for, and reaching out. And all with a vision of getting to the finish line with everyone there.
We love you sweetheart!! Great job!