I Survived My First Long Run!

This past Saturday I ran 14 miles for the first time in my life and I have thoughts.

First of all — I cannot believe people do this for fun. I mean, I signed up for the Rock 'n' Roll Marathon voluntarily, so I don't exactly have the moral high ground here. But 14 miles is a long time to be alone with your thoughts and the Lord.

What Happened Out There

Somewhere around mile 9, when my legs were starting to argue with my brain, I just started praying. Like, really praying. I prayed for the families Hope for San Diego serves. I prayed for the donors who've given so generously. I prayed for my teammates. And honestly? The miles started going faster.

I know that sounds cheesy. But there's something about running with purpose that changes the whole experience. I'm not just logging miles on Strava — I'm running for something real.

The Numbers (For My Fellow Data People)

• Distance: 14.2 miles
• Time: 2 hours 28 minutes (not fast, very sweaty)
• Elevation gain: 480 ft
• Prayers prayed: Countless
• Times I thought about quitting: 3 (but I didn't!)

Thank You

Every dollar raised for Hope for San Diego directly supports families in our city. If you haven't had a chance to give yet, head to the Donation page — even a small gift goes a long way. 💙

Next up: 16 miles. Pray for me.