Therefore do not worry about tomorrow,
for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own.

— Matthew 6:34

Running has always been one of my favorite ways to exercise. I have been a runner for years, starting at the young age of fourteen (ish). Since I played many sports in high school, running came with the territory. But I usually liked the running part most.

Running for me is where I burn steam. Challenge myself. Think. Not think. Pray. Worship.
It’s one of the things I do where I am the most myself. I love it.

To be honest, no amount of suggestion from influencers or personal trainers sharing that running is bad for you will ever make me stop. I lift weights too, but running takes the cake. As long as my knees will let me, I’m gonna do it.

For the last few years I have dabbled in my old habit of running, but I’ve been pretty inconsistent. It’s been hard to commit with our schedule of kids, work and life, but as often as I can I get it in. If it’s too dark outside I will hit up the treadmill in my basement. It works just fine, but I prefer to run outside.

The other day I was out, doing my usual loop.

Next thing I knew, self doubt took over my thoughts. Worry crept in my mind.

“What if I never get another run in? What if I can’t keep up with it this time? Will I give it up again?”

Then, I confronted the thought with some truth.

“I’m running right now… Let tomorrow’s Sarah worry about the next run.”

Sometimes we just need to zoom out a moment when we have worried thoughts. Today’s self can handle what today holds. Tomorrow’s self will take on what lies ahead.

We plan, we prepare, we pray. Then we live for the day, for tomorrow has it’s own worries.

Running… The best place to process. The best place to be to fight worry. I did run again.

Tomorrow’s Sarah - fueled by today.