Ran 5.0 miles today: FINALLY!
They were 5 awesome, hot, painful miles.
I can feel the lactic acid burning my shins and quads.
Oh it’s a good life, the runner’s life.
They were 5 awesome, hot, painful miles.
I can feel the lactic acid burning my shins and quads.
Oh it’s a good life, the runner’s life.
Mary Wittenberg, president and chief executive of the New York Road Runners
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I’ve been dealing with a breakup for the past 2 months. It’s so difficult. This guy and I dated for almost 2 years and we were really serious. I don’t like explaining about it too much mainly because I would have to write for over an hour and you guys probably don’t mind anyway:) The way this ties to my running is that, during days like these when it gets a bit harder, running is my only escape. Through running I can make myself tired and the pain of running makes it a bit easier for me to cry and let some of the stuff out.
I ran 8 miles. Four miles up to a hill where no one goes. There I sat and cried for a bit and then I prayed. And then I headed down.
It’s so interesting how running has become a channel to do so much more than to just keep in shape or train for a race. Through running I have found out that I am stronger than what my mind tells me, that I can work hard to be better at whatever I set my mind to.
I hope all of you are not feeling like me…
Things get better as days pass, I know that:)
xo
The more it hurts you mentally, the less it will bother you in the future.