Sure I just ran another half marathon three days ago, but I am not fit. I have been meditating on what it means to be fit and I am just not there ... yet. As we ran in Virginia Beach my fourteen year daughter pushed and motivated me the whole way. My legs were tired, my knee and back both started hurting. I just didn’t feel “it” anymore after we past mile eight. But the entire way she said “come on mom. We’re doing it. You can do it” And we did. I had a personal best and I owe much of that to my daughter. I said it was perhaps time, her and I no longer run together because I was holding her back, but she said “You just need to train more, mom.” That comment really stuck to me and it got me thinking about how unfit I truly am. I didn’t train enough for this race sure but more importantly I have been wondering around really unfit with God. It’s hard being in a transition place and feeling spiritually unf...