Running through clouds

I am not a fan of fog.

I mean, it complicates almost everything. I think we all know it makes driving a bit harder, and it just makes the day look ugly. It's so eerie—like a creepy scene from a "scary" movie.

According to the Farmers' Almanac, fog forms when the relative humidity reaches 100 percent at ground level. This is not pretty for multiple reasons, one of them being my hair. Anyone with naturally curly, frizzy hair understands the disastrous effects of humid situations. Anyone who doesn't have this type of hair, well, consider yourself lucky. So, yes, essentially one reason that I don't like fog is because it makes my hair look bad. Chalk it off as one of my shallow attributes.

Obviously I will never move to Point Reyes, Calif., which is the foggiest area in the U.S. and has more than 200 days of fog each year. Gross. Most recently, fog has been a problem in New Delhi, India. Hope you weren't planning on flying there today.

The fog won't stop us.

Fog also is not my favorite running condition. Not only does it limit visibility and make it more difficult for cars to see runners in the street (and runners to see the oncoming cars) but it's also not the most fun thing to feel like you are running through some damp abyss. All you can do is suck it up and keep running through the conditions as if it's just another obstacle that won't stop you from your ultimate goal.

The truth is that we can't really control fog or stop it from happening. There are even going to be foggy moments in our lives where we feel like all we can see is the space of a few inches in front of us, and we have absolutely no idea what lies on the road ahead. This is simply where we have to rely on God to get us through those foggy places—to make sure the sun rises again and warms up that fog until the point where it evaporates from our lives.

I suppose you could even try to embrace the fog while you are wrapped amidst its vapors. After all, when you are walking through fog, you're basically walking through a cloud—why not make it Cloud Nine?

Don't let fog get you down—just plow through it and wait for the Lord to make the sun rise and your path clear.