This post has nothing to do with the consumption of food, contrary to what the title may have you believe. Rather, I refer to the idiom concerning biting off more than one can chew, something to which I have a predisposition.
As a Learner, I frequently search out new things to consume in an effort to gain knowledge. A quick glance through my to-read list reveals the inclusion of nearly every genre save for a few obvious choices. The same could be derived from a casual inspection of my podcast list. Then, as an Achiever, I long to do all the things, go all the places, run all the races and other such things. The combination of these two strengths can lead me to bite off more than I have the capability to complete.
As I mentioned a couple weeks ago, this year has brought more responsibilities to my plate than I thought I could manage. If one perused the list of weekend events, on would find three half marathons on that list, half marathons that did not take place in Greenville and required at least an hour drive both ways. I do not regret that outlay of time; I need these opportunities to do something I love, something just for me, not work. At the same time, I need to remain grounded and aware of my limitations.
While I know that God will provide strength to accomplish all He has given me and place faith in that, I need to keep in mind the limitations on my time. As much as I want to run all the races and enjoy every one I have the opportunity to run, I do not have a time turner or TARDIS. (Insert high flying nerd flag here.) I have a finite amount of time each weekend and need to exercise good stewardship of that time.
When a reminder for a half marathon I signed up for over a month ago came up on my phone, I evaluated everything I just wrote. The race, starting at 10 in the morning in Harbison State Park down in Columbia, would take up a minimum of three hours travel time and just under two hours (or more) of race time. I had signed up Mom too-before her injury-so she would not run the race with me. What would I gain from running the race? Another half marathon under my belt, a bib, and a medal. When weighing all that in the balance, the race came up wanting. I have no regrets in that decision. Besides, running a trail half marathon in the drizzly to slightly steady and chilly rain holds no appeal for me.
I made a similar decision over Thanksgiving break as I registered for the next three months of races. Two races remain that I have run every year since I started running: Thanksgiving 8k and HIlton Head. As much as I love Hilton Head, love that race, and adore tradition, this race consumes an immense amount of my time, primarily in travel. After only a brief hesitation, and a quick consultation with Mom, I chose to register for Green Valley here in Greenville.
Going forward, as I make decisions, I hope and plan to keep this mindset as I approach them. I am not perfect and may stumble but I know that not only will that help preserve my mental health but will also enable me to glorify God with my actions. Instead of succumbing to overwhelming fear, I know that God will help me maintain a healthy balance.