Dec 9, 2014
Running = Happy
I was feeling bad about myself, which was made worse by my not running when I had the chance--while June was at school. Even after picking June up, I just couldn't muster up the motivation to get out the door. Travis went into work taking my only semblance of a baby-sitter with him. I plopped right back down into the recliner, clicked on the TV, and proceeded to eat junk food when Travis texted and offered to watch June at the gym so I could get in a couple miles. I decided to take him up on the offer, even though I still just wasn't feeling it.
One Cellucor C4 pre-workout drink later, I was in the car with June and pulling into the base gym. June ran up to Travis, who informed me I only had 20 minutes. For a distance runner like myself, 20 minutes doesn't seem like enough time to get a real run in, but I figured that was better than nothing. In went my earphones and out the door I ran, straight to the track.
Everything with this run seemed to go wrong. First, my phone wouldn't pick up Pandora at all, and I was eagerly anticipating rocking out to a very specific station. Then, my GPS watch died before I even hit the first mile. To a tech-obsessed runner like myself, that is just about the kiss of death as I feel at times that a run not recorded didn't happen.
In spite of these two near-running-deal-breakers, I was elated! It was amazing just to be outside cruising along, even with malfunctioning gear. I felt re-engergized in both body and spirit. I ran and ran, circling that track at who-knows-how-fast. It didn't matter that I didn't have tunes, and it didn't matter that there was no device recording my progress. I just enjoyed the run. I ran until Travis came outside to meet me at the track with June since he had to go into work, and then I ran straight to them scooping June up in my arms for a sweaty post-workout cuddle.
The benefits didn't stop there. From the second I got home, I was happy and productive. My self-esteem was much better as was my attitude. I'm so thankful that the Lord provided me a second opportunity to run today, and that He encouraged me to do so through the promptings of the Spirit. I know that He loves me and wants me to be happy. He blessed me with a passion for running so that I could use it as a way to lift my spirits, focus on the positive, and even motivate myself to serve and uplift others. For me, running = happy.