By His Strength Alone
Last weekend I did something I never thought I would be able to do: I ran a Spartan Sprint. If you don't already know this next bit of information about me, please, allow me to explain. I tend to look at everything in life as half empty. I go into most situations with the expectation that it will not be fun, people will be unkind, they won't like me, or, ultimately, I will fail at whatever I may be faced with (interactions, conversations, games, etc.). That's a lot for one mind to take into every single situation , but sadly I do. The Lord is helping me work through this though. So naturally, going into a Spartan, I just assumed that I would literally suck. I know my weak areas and figured they would win out. I knew going into the race that I would not be anywhere near the fastest, strongest or even the fittest. I guess you could say that I wasn't well prepared mentally. Somehow though, I ate clean a month before and began grip training to prepare my body for two...