Today, my knee just didn’t cooperate. I spoke to it, called on the Lord and pressed through.
My little camelback just wouldn’t hang right, and I had to adjust it a couple of times. I went on.
Then, my light (I run early morning when it’s still dark) fell apart all over the road, and I had to pick up all the pieces and put them away… and I kept going.
I just can’t quit because of obstacles. I have to manage through them, or around them, whatever works for the moment. Sounds a lot like life, doesn’t it?