My body has had some pretty horrific reactions to running. I know. Yet, I keep on doing it. It’s definitely a love/hate relationship that only runners truly understand. I’ll be honest, most days I’m out there because I’m curious to see just how far I can push myself without actually dying. HA! Some runs are definitely easier than others. And for some reason distance or pace doesn’t seem to have anything to do with it. I can run the same distance at the same pace 10 different times and I will not feel the same way every time. Nor will my body react the same way. Some days I feel fantastic, others I feel like I’m going to collapse. It honestly makes no sense. I ran 5 miles this morning, like I have many, many times before, but OH LORDY! It was horrible! My body wanted no part of it. And I was just gross.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t spit and sweat!!!
I find the greatest happiness is the most normal of days. Days when finding time to have breakfast with a friend, getting errands crossed off my list and finding things I need on sale, make life seem effortless. Some may find this silly. But it is in these moments that I gain a sense of balance. They are the momentary lull in the demands and difficulties of life. They are the breather. The ease at which life SHOULD flow. And I couldn’t be more thankful that they come just when I need them the most.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get a break!!!
I realized something about myself today. I have grown to have very little patience for people who are major doom and gloom-ers. I don’t mean people who are negative at times or even people who are pessimistic by nature. I mean people who go to extreme awful places in their thoughts and decide to share them with me to drive their point home. Like somehow recruiting me into their “kooky” is going to benefit anyone. These are people who make situations worse, not better. And they attempt disguise their thoughts as helpful or precautionary. Um. No. No they are not. Don’t get me wrong. I find worrying and anxiety to be beneficial at times. They get us thinking and help call us to action. But unwarranted worry is not helpful. It’s hurtful. And it’s exhausting. To watch someone engage in this type of behavior is downright unpleasant.
I have written before that I used to be a worrier in my early 20s. I worry now, but differently. It’s far more discerning than it was when I was younger. If I worry it’s got meaning. I also believe that my optimism has won out over fear. It takes precedence in even the most unpleasant situations I face. I somehow always manage to find some room for hope. I like that about myself. I like that life and its’ mishaps haven’t made me bitter or worrisome. Life is not easy. Heck, it can me down right awful at times! But I figure I’ve come this far without losing my hope and without assuming the worse. I don’t think I’ll be changing anytime soon. So the doom and gloom-ers can steer clear of me. I’ve got better things to do. Like deal with reality. Happily and hopefully.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t dwell on WHAT IF!!!
I went to Sprouts and Trader Joe’s today and I think that it’s important to let everybody know something … PUMPKIN HAS ARRIVED, YIPPIE!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you have a very important announcement!!!
There are days that I must run and there are days that I must rest. To make the decision between the two often requires more wisdom than one would ever think.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you choose wisely!!!
I’ve spent most of my day trying to make sense out of things that just … um … don’t.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t waste your time!!!
This day was filled with ups and downs, twists and turns, and near misses and direct hits. Was it a good day? Was it a bad day? I have no clue. There is really only one word that comes close to defining this day. And it fits perfectly.
Well, I hope you all had a day that was a DOOZY!!!