Earlier this week my brothers and I met up with the Bay Area Runners club to do some running along with my uncle–who has been running and coaching his entire life–and his kids. I, along with my brothers and my uncle decided to run the mile. I figured, "Ahh, if my forty something year old uncle can run this, so can I." I assumed that it would not be any problem since my brothers and I jog a couple of miles every morning anyway, well except Sunday. I quickly discovered that running a mile is a lot different than jogging two. I barely made it. Near the end of the mile run at the track meet, I felt like I was about to fall over and die. I think that my time was about six minutes and thirty seconds.
About Me
- Philip Mayer
- I was born and raised in a strong Christian atmosphere as the second child in a family of eight kids. I had a wonderful time growing up with my siblings, working as a lifeguard, a cook, horse trainer, salesman and a variety of other experiences before beginning college in 2000, studying business with hopes of becoming rich. That changed when God’s call to become a pastor became a strong influence in my life and I flew down to Florida to begin studying for ministry. There, I met and married my wife and finished my undergraduate education, while enjoying the warm sun and meeting many new friends. Then it was back up to the snowy north for three years of seminary before ordination in the Episcopal Church where I happily served a small parish for three years. And now, for reasons of conscience I have decided to become Catholic. Life is an adventure.
