Today started off with getting the kids up and off to daycare. I came home and did some reading. It was drizzling outside and I worried I might never go on my run. Drizzly, blustery outside vs warm, cozy inside. Now there's an easy choice, right? But Mark, the owner of my gym, called around 9:30am and asked if I had time to come in to meet with him. He had the ad ready and wanted me to sign a waiver for him to use it. I will refrain from going into my response to the ad until I can share it with you, which I am absolutely DYING to do. He said maybe a week. He wants to make up the poster and stuff before I share it. Ack! Suffice to say, his timing could not have been better. Wait until you see the copy he put next to my picture.
So, the good thing is, his call got me off the couch and dressed for my run. I met him a little before 11am and by 11:30 I was out in the drizzly day, running. I'd forgotten my Garmin watch at home so I decided to run for time. I didn't even put my heart rate monitor on. I figured if I run 50 minutes that's probably at least 5 miles. I just wanted to run.
And run I did. I headed from my gym toward the local junior college. I ran through the campus, choosing a route with some nice little hills (instead of the flat route). I was breathing hard, running hard, at times pushing myself and at times letting my feet just flow over the ground and through the air. I have no idea how fast I ran but I know there were times when I was running as fast as ever. So many thoughts floating through my head, so many feelings being flushed out and aired out and released. I am me, in this moment, living as best I can. In this moment, I am strong, determined and in the next, I am weak and vulnerable. But my hopes are pure. With every step I leave behind what I do not need, what does not help. I splash in puddles that could be my tears but I keep moving forward. I am running, and while I'm running, I am free.
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