'Go do it'

I WAS HAVING A TERRIBLE PRACTICE.   Coach had rearranged the lanes so that I was swimming several sets with teammates who were much faster than I, and I was falling farther and farther behind.  I was pushing myself hard—my arms, legs, and lungs all seemed on fire—but I just couldn't seem to keep up, or even catch a good breath.

While I knew that I could turn to God for help, it seemed that fighting through the pain and frustration was taking so much energy that I couldn't think about anything else.

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