Finding the time to run is a challenge but it's always worth it once I'm out there doing it. Last night was the perfect example of this. V made dinner after he got home around 5:45p, we all ate and before we knew it Liam's bedtime had arrived. I changed into my running clothes, got Liam ready for bed, V gave him the last bottle of the evening and I read to him. Soon V was placing our little blessing in his bed and I was headed out the door. I always stop to tell V exactly where I am going and how long it should take, it's just something I have to do.
7:30ish I was out the door and on the pavement. One earphone playing my favorite songs and the rhythm of my pace carried me away. There are a few things I must be worried about because they kept bouncing through my mind, each time I'd push them away and just enjoy the moment. Not to mention I had to pay attention to traffic on my way to the trail. It was a comfortable 65 degrees, I was working hard enough that I needed to take off my top layer shirt, the cooler air felt so good as I went along the winding river path. There is what some call a "running community" here, and now that I consider myself a runner I understand why! It is beautiful place to run, running here has given me a new understanding and love of this city. I wish I could eloquently describe how running clears my mind but my words are too simple, the peace and silence is such a blessing! I almost always feel like I have a fresh perspective and the energy to take on the world after a run.
I logged four miles last night, had you told me six months ago that I would be doing this I would have laughed at you. Doing a marathon has always been on my bucket list but I guess I never really thought it was achievable considering I've had asthma for 20 years. I don't even recall why exactly I took up running this spring but I did and the more I did it the more I thought I really could do the half marathon this summer! Now it's a true joy and passion in my life. I'm deeply concerned about running in the fall and winter, running on a treadmill just isn't the same...in fact it's mind numbing comparatively. Before I knew it 50 minutes had passed, I was back at my front door dripping sweat, feeling so relaxed and ready for a snack and shower. I always get the best rest the night after a good run!
Two of my co-workers run with their children, age 17 and 11, I genuinely hope that one day running is a hobby that Liam and I can enjoy together. Perhaps that should be on my bucket list (although if running isn't his thing that is ok).
Much Love
-Jen
(*written 5/31, I didn't have time to post it)
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