Lessons Learned from a Disastrous Track Meet!

shutterstock_2179251In High School I signed up for the track team and trained to run 800 meters which is about a half a mile. On the day of the big race I was ready to go.

That day did not go as I had planned. The lesson I learned can save you from a lot of guilt and stress. 
This was a special day because my girlfriend was in the stands. Well, she didn’t know that she was my girlfriend, but I knew. That was all that counted.

Maybe winning this race would turn my dream romance into a reality.

When the starting  gun went off,  I took off like a shot. After the first turn I was ahead of everybody. At a quarter mile I ran out of gas. I tried to keep going but it was impossible.

My stomach sent a message to my brain. The sandwich I had eaten earlier in the day didn’t want to run with me anymore. Before I knew it, I was kneeling on the infield grass. The sandwich came up first, followed by a pizza I had eaten a week ago, and finally a jar of strained peas I had eaten when I was a baby. I am sure the girl was impressed.

I have never forgotten the lessons I learned that day.

  • The first person out of the blocks is not always the first person across the finish line
  • An effort to do your best may take you further than an effort to best everybody else
  • Pace yourself
  • Finish well

“…Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 3:13-14)

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