Abe and I went to Saturday evening Mass at the Basilica on Saturday night. We both felt that we wanted to pay some respect to whatever force got him home safely the weekend before. I’ve never been inside the building; it was absolutely amazing. The service itself was fairly subdued and very quiet. Instead of a choir, they had a cantor and an organ. The readings and hymns were pretty traditional, but I did enjoy the homily. The priest talked about how there is joy and suffering in life, so get used to it.
I didn’t take communion, but I realized that one of the things holding me back is not necessarily my beliefs, but the fact that I really don’t remember how to do it! Maybe next time, I’ll go with Abe and watch him.
So, I stayed behind and said some prayers during the Communion time. Once again, I cried. I always seem to do that. I think that it is because I have a lot that’s lurking around, and I rarely take the time to express it. It felt good to express my gratitude for all the good things in my life—Abe, my family, my friends, my health, my running and school.
Overall, I came away with the feeling that it just felt really good to take the time to stop and think about these things and to say thank-you. It was a nice feeling.
On a lighter note, we ran 9 miles on Sunday, and it completely wiped me out. I took an hour-and-a-half nap Sunday afternoon, barely studying at all. It was a hard run. The cold, the wind, running hard during the week before…all of it culminated in a really sucky run on Sunday. But, at least we did it!
Oh, and some of us ran the Reindeer Run 5K on Saturday, over at Lake Harriet. NEVER DOING THAT RACE AGAIN. There were 8,800 people there, and it was complete chaos. There wasn’t enough room on the Parkway, so people were running on the bike path, the walk path, the grass…it was not fun. I ran the entire thing, though, in 32 minutes, which translates into an avg pace of 10:19. Not to shabby.
The Resolution Run on December 31st only has 200 people in it. I think I’ll be able to do that one for time.
Oh, back to church for a second—the other funny thing about it was that it didn’t feel appropriate to cross myself. I’m not sure why. I just didn’t, though. However, I did say “Namaste” to God a couple of times. I hope that that was ok.
So, to you, Abe, because you are the only one who reads this, Namaste.
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