RunThinkCryRealize

One summer I worked on top of Pikes Peak and I loved it so much and I knew when it started that it was going to be an awesome summer. I even started a new journal document on my computer and since I always title my journal documents in really cryptic names so no one can find them and read my secret life tales i called it RunWorkPlay becuase I knew that is what i was going to be doing all summer long. So i did it. I ran like crazy becuase I was training for the Pikes Peak Ascent and I worked on top of the mountain and that was time consuming because you have to drive up there andt hen work and then drive back down and then drive home and then i would come home and then i would play, mostly frisbee or volleyball with Beau Kelly or something with Summer in our rooms becuase we had nothing better to do or something with Karalee becuase that is who I alwasy played with. Anyway, one day I came home from work and I was really stressed and distraught and sad and I couldn't figure out what was bothering me so much but all day and even all week I had been feeling pretty rough and I didn't get home till like 9 and so when I wanted to go running it was already dark but I just went for it becuase I was so distraught and stressed that I thought it would do me some good becuase that's what I do and so I went out and i just was pounding the pavement and running really fast because that's what I do when I am really thriving on emotion when I run and so I was just pumping and running and the wind was blowing except there wasn't wind that's just how fast I was moving and I was coming down that road which I think is like... poleplant or something but I can't remember becuase I didn't like in that neighborhood long enough to remember but anyway, I was running down and I was just talking out loud to myself becuase I do that and I was just trying to figure out what the heck was wrong and I was just crying and my throat was tight but I could still breath becuase I was running so passionately and then in a moment, right when I passed that stupid median with the pine trees in it, it hit me that I had been slacking very much so in reading my scriptures. I read them, but late at night after all that running and working and playing and it was hurried and insincere and worthless and it also caused my prayers to be faltering becuase i would jsut whipser them quickly into the dark before getting in between my sheets because I was so tired from all that running and working and playing and as I was just flying down the hill with the wind and the tears and the words flying behind me I just realized I was so distraught and stressed ebcuase all I had been doing was running and working and playing and not studying my scriptures or strenghtening my testimony and so of course it built up and bit me in my ever running little butt and that made me realize that i wished that distraughtness upon myself when I named that journal entry RunWorkPlay and not StudyRunWorkPlay or PrayRunWorkPlay or better yet StudyPrayRunWorkPlay. I wasn't doing anything bad, per se, but I just was not doing something good.

That summer was awesome, as it turns out. Especially after that RunThinkCryRealize.