What a day it’s been. It started off okay this morning. I was up at 5am and went over to the school to work out. Got a good sweat going before 6am. I thought, “You know what? Today is gonna be a good day.”
Well, I was wrong.
I was so glad to finally come home from this horrendous day and go for a run. I really needed it, you know? Running has become a form of meditation for me. I practice my breathing. I pace myself for the distance. I talk to myself…sometimes I even answer. What I’m saying is that sometimes a run is exactly what I need at the end of a stressful day.
Don’t get me wrong. I still grumble and mumble as I’m putting on my running clothes. I’d still rather be horizontal on my couch than running a 10K. But once I’m out there, I never regret it. I never think, “Man, I shouldn’t have run tonight.” It’s always a positive experience. Always.