blessed struggles

In summary of the last week or so post marathon, I have been dashing about trying to catch up on the things I've missed, neglected, and forgotten during training and my trip. All the while, it all seems so insignificant. This comes not from having run a marathon but from having run a marathon for such a great purpose. Everything else seems trivial and a bit trite. I'm struggling to hold onto that while simultaneously shifting my perspective just enough so that I can move forward with all the mundane.

Now, as I face down my art deadlines, I'm battling a train of thought that I never thought would cross my mind... Do I want to leave my legacy through time spent with friends, family, and amazing people? or do I want to leave it through a strong body of artwork? In reality, I want both. This week, though, I've had to choose. It's been hard. It's done a number on my head and my heart. Maybe I've never really considered the question until now. I know I want to use this life, every second of it, for a purpose greater than me. The Lord has graced me with a passion for creating art. He has also graced me with amazing people both who love me but also who I can reach out to. I live such a blessed life it seems surreal to have any real struggles. In truth, I really don't have any. How do I move on from here? I'm really not sure.... but I know it won't ever be the same.

ps. I went for a run Wednesday. I walked the bulk of it. My knees just weren't having it. I've been cleared by my PT people. It's just going to take time for my body to fully recover. I want to make time for a few "runs" this week. With the deadlines, we'll see.