Running in summer is great, especially on the trails when they’re hard packed and fast. But actually I prefer training in the winter, especially evenings.
The darker, colder, windier and wetter the better for me. I enjoy the solitude of winter training. I enjoy the reduced distractions, I like to feel ‘nature scratch at me’ (quote from this film about the Faroe Islands ‘running pastor’)
Having said all that, my running over the last few days has been in the company of Jemma and Hope. Relaxed and chatting. A couple of 2km evening runs with Hope and 11km on the Moor paths with Jemma today. How refreshing to share the trails, the wind and the views with these two.
I preached on Jesus the bread of life last weekend. Bread has always been seen as something that both nourishes and connects us.
Our word company comes from the Latin ‘com pane’ – meaning ‘with bread’
Jesus the bread of life sustains and nourishes, it’s life ‘com pane’ – nourished by and connected to the company of God.
Perhaps winter running is good because everything is framed by darkness and I’m more aware of something I could call the company of God.
But, it’s not quite winter and I’ve loved being in the company of Jemma and Hope as I have run recently.
On this holy mountain 