Reflections on today’s run

Mornie utulie (darkness has come)

Believe and you will find your way

mornie alantie (darkness has fallen)

A promise lives within you now

A run can do many things. Not only is it a great way to keep in shape, but it also is a great way to clear your mind.

This morning, I had an emotional run. I won’t go into all the dirty details, but events transpired early this morning that had me ready to reach for the wine bottle before I had even thought about coffee. For about an hour, I felt like I was just alone. That this one person was going to ruin the best thing that had ever happened to me. I kept re-reading a stupid message that called me a liar, a failure and an all around awful human being.

My actual gut reaction was to tear this person a new one. I was angry and I wanted that person to know that I did not approve of their name calling and general lack of common courtesy.

Instead I laced my shoes up for a roller coaster of 3 miles. My IT band has been killing me the past couple of weeks, so it was a slow run around the neighborhood. No music. Nothing.

Then out of nowhere, a song I sang in high school floated through my head. “May it Be” by Enya (go figure). But the part that really stayed with me for the entire run was the lyrics above.

I had to believe in myself, and trust that things were going to work out – even when things looked their bleakest. Then, when things start turning around, not to forget to act with kindness, even when people don’t treat you the same way.

My IT band flared up a little towards the end of the run, and I cried when I got home. I cried because of what happened, I cried because I was upset, I cried because I was done with the drama. But I also cried when I got a text from the one person that matters most to me, and it said “Yes, I believe you.”

Running is a lot more than just moving fast. It’s about putting one foot in front of the other, not only on the pavement, but in life. Today’s run, while not the prettiest, was one of the most educational 30 minutes I’ve ever had.

Sorry for the emotional write up – sometimes, running gets a little emotional!

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