Running is a great metaphor for the developing a spiritual life. Both take time, effort an discipline. When I first start running, say after an injury or a bout of laziness and sloth, my body rebels if I try to do too much. It may rebel a little even if I do a little. I must do something the next day in the physical fitness area, e.g. stretching, walking, active stuff. Day by day, the running gets easier and I can do more with seemingly less effort. I find solitary prayer to be the same way. After a period of ignoring my interior life, frustrated at my flabby soul, I decide to do some practice. I decide to do it for today. Just do today. It is difficult at first. Focus might be lacking. The mind is amiss. Thoughts rule. It is a start. Then I ask myself when I will do this tomorrow? I plan a time and place. Day by day, this solitary prayer becomes a bit easier. It can become a habit, with discipline, commitment and effort. Spiritual and physical exercise on a daily basis usually means that something else will be dropped. A day is just so long and no longer. I have found that desperation is a good starter.