I could choose to sleep in tomorrow. After all, it is currently forecasted to be below 24 degrees, so who would blame me? Yet, I am not going to sleep in. Rather, I am making the decision to rise from a winter's nap, head into some icy, muddy, trails, and attempt to peel away one more layer of the onion that keeps me from Him.
Confronting my limitations. This is where I feel closest to Him. Bringing myself to the point where I must call on the One who gave me life keeps my faith in a state of growth. It is not a "challenge" but rather a death of my ego, my will, and all of those occasions of self that keep me from the truth that I am nothing without Him.
I have run a 50K before. I am not so much worried about the distance. But I really don't enjoy the cold. Not even a little bit. And cold it will be when we reach that start line. I also hope to reach a new time goal of 6 hours. I am not as confident in reaching this tonight as I was when I first considered it. Funny how that happens.
One thing I know I can be assured of is that I will peel away another layer tomorrow and take one step closer to Him.