Run the Race of Life, Part 5. Diligence and Endurance

The trail grew rougher with larger rocks and potholes. My stomach was churning. My attitude was crashing. I started feeling like I was stuck in a nightmare of darkness, rocks, and nausea that would go on forever. My race was unraveling, and I seemed powerless to stop it.

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Run the Race of Life, Part 4. Boldness & Courage

I grew up being afraid of mountain lions, only it was never a problem living in Missouri. Now I was alone in the twilight, deep in mountain lion territory. What was I going to do?