Wednesday, November 4, 2015

At some point I'll learn to be content whatever the circumstances...

...but until then I can only envy the Apostle Paul, whose words I appropriated for the title of this post.

This Is Me When I Go Out and Do My Morning Runs in the Winter:

"Oh man, it's cold! IT'S SO COLD! I hate living in Cleveland. The winters here are terrible. It doesn't matter how many layers I wear, these January runs are terrible. This is so stupid. Why don't I just join a gym and exercise inside? IT'S SO COLD! My fingers are numb. And I can't feel my face. There's snow blowing directly at me, and as usual that west wind only kicks up when I'm running west. Why does this happen to me? Why? Why me? IT'S SO COLD!"

And Me When I Go Out and Do My Morning Runs in the Summer:

"It's so hot. I can't believe how hot and humid it is at 5 o'clock in the morning. I'm going to be drenched in sweat by the time I finish, and no matter how long I wait to cool down, I'm still going to be sweating after I get out of the shower. IT'S SO HOT! We need to move to Canada. Like, somewhere in Northern Canada. Somewhere where it never gets above 65 degrees even in July. IT'S SO HOT! I hate running when it's this hot. I love running, but I can't stand running in the heat. My life is terrible."

And so I constantly have to remind myself:

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