Hold thought steadfastly to the enduring, the good, and the true, and you will bring these into your existence proportionately to their occupancy of your thoughts."I don't want you to think I've been obsessing about this treadmill. But I did write about it in a post called--" Can a Treadmill Really Beat Road Running ?"--a year ago when I was the Runner's World reporter for Innovation for Endurance . Like a lot of runners, I loathed running on treadmills, and even since moving to Minnesota where the winters often force us inside, I still never embraced running in one place.
I said to my husband a year ago while working on that post: "That's the only treadmill I'd want."
He agreed. To be able to pick any route in the world from Google Maps and see it on the screen while you run, well, that IS as close to being outside as you can get. And when outside, is say, a run in Honolulu, when your actual climate is ice covered roads, you can see why this outclasses any other treadmill out there.
And then my husband and I were given this treadmill. Delivered on our anniversary no less. Coincidence or synchronicity?
Perhaps Mary Baker Eddy did not intend to mean that awesome treadmills would miraculously appear in your unfinished basement, but I have found believing my life deserves the enduring, the good, and the true, does, in fact, make it so for me. The treadmill--this material gift--is symbolic of all the abundance available to me, that which has already been delivered to my life and the possibilities to come.
Maybe this is a sign I should be open to running another marathon some day? If this treadmill can miraculously appear in my life, running another marathon can't be so far fetched, can it?
"Thinking makes it so."
Now I've got the treadmill to ensure I get in the training, but I know getting to the finish line is up to my mind. I've got to want it.
Do you have a story of synchronicity to share?