Run Away

Typically running away is a bad thing, but for me, yesterday, running away was a very good thing. After a very busy and somewhat stressful start to the new year, I felt the need to get away and escape for a little while. Yesterday, this looked like me in tights (it was cold by my AL standards), shorts, and a t-shirt , and my puppy, Daisy, in her pretty blue harness and a leash escaping to a nearby park, and running. Running as far as our lungs could handle, and then even farther. Running over hills, trails, and over other runners and their dogs as well (Daisy did end up rolling a few times..it was funny). We ran and I processed my thoughts and fears. Being outside (in the sunshine :D) with just me, God, His creation, and Daisy was just what I needed. After I finished my run (which I did quite well being that I haven't ran in MONTHS) I felt completely refreshed and at peace. My thoughts were once again held captive, and on track. I then dropped Daisy off in the dog area (a huge fenced off area for dogs to run, dig, fetch, and use the restroom (just pick it up before you leave)) and rested. Catching my breath and cooling back down, I remembered how amazing running is and how much I miss it.

Today...my body is mad at me and my muscles are screaming because I pushed myself so hard, but do I regret it..No. I'm actually going to do it again...well maybe tomorrow.