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Eight-mile high

Seeing as today is probably the last day of the year in which the temperature will reach 60 degrees, I took advantage of the weather and went for my longest run in the longest time--exactly 8 miles. I ran to the Princeton University campus, which because of its primarily Gothic architecture feels more like a seminary than the seminary campus. There aren't many things prettier than a centuries-old college campus on a cool autumn morning.

Nor are there many things cooler than Endomondo, the running app I downloaded for my phone. With it I can keep track of my overall time, distance, pace, and mile splits. I'm not setting any records--in fact, I'm running about 3 minutes per mile slower than I ran in high school--but running against my previous times (each workout can be saved) provides incentive.

Running was also a way of postponing finishing my church history paper on Anselm and Aquinas. After spending much of yesterday working on it, the conclusion was all I had left to write, but I hit the wall last night around midnight when I was no longer sure what I was even writing. My vision was even getting blurry from staring at the computer screen for so long. And I like Anselm! His concept of faith seeking understanding (fides quaerens intellectum) I've long since adopted as my personal motto, as I believe that faith once received develops over time through contemplation and spiritual discipline. It is literally a labor of love.

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  1. PeterNovember 18, 2010 at 7:14 AM

    So you're no longer in merry old England anymore?

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  2. JohnNovember 18, 2010 at 8:22 AM

    No, I've returned to the other side of the pond, mate.

    I think the app originated in England, and my GPS was off, so the default location must be central London.

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