The Lost Art of Intentionality
I have a friend training for a marathon. Today, he and I ran 20 miles. It rained all night, stopping only minutes before we left. At one point during the run, it even snowed lightly.
And yet we ran. Mile after mile. He’s been a runner for more than 30 years. I’ve been running for about 10. Neither of us runs particularly fast so our 20 mile run took just over 3.5 hours.