Sunday, February 28, 2010

Running is My Salvation

The past year or so, I've been on a roller-coaster of emotions... most of the time, I've been down in the valleys. Lacking motivation. Kicking myself for not taking the time for me. Doing so much for others. Then feeling depressed that I have somewhere along the way lost myself.

Last week, I was particularly down. I was struggling with "what could have been" rather than focusing on "what is" and "what is yet to be". I know what triggered it ... and knowing is half the battle. So I stopped and took a deep breath. I knew I needed to start running again.

So this morning I laced up my new kicks (I bought a new pair on Thursday - Brooks Adrenaline GTS 10), plugged in my headphones and headed out the door. I don't think I've been on the trail running in nearly a year! It felt so good to run alongside the river .. to hear the rush of the water flowing over the rocks, to watch the birds take flight, and to feel the crunch of the gravel beneath my feet.

I called my mom and talked for over half of my run. I love being able to get lost in conversation and thereby not think about my pace or how many miles I've covered. It just felt so good to run.

I returned home just as I finished 6.5 miles. A solid distance to start rebuilding my Sunday morning long runs. I stretched well after and hoped to enjoy a glass of chocolate milk, but a las my little guy had knocked a few more back than I had realized, leaving me without even a drop of my favorite post-run libation.

1 comment:

  1. I'm amazed you can talk to Mom and run at the same time :-) I've never been much of a talker while running. We used to sing while we ran in the Army, and I always thought I was going to die...


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