“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows that it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning, a lion wakes up. It knows that it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle…when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.”
This morning, I was up with the sun rediscovering my love for running. You see, when I first began running, I didn’t pay much attention at all to my pace or my mileage. I simply focused on how amazing running made me feel. It made me feel strong and independent. It gave me alone time just to think and breathe and pray.
When I became more interested in competitive running and starting training for races, I began running with more of a purpose. Runs were rarely just for enjoyment; there was always an agenda – farther distance, quicker pace, etc.
When I got injured, I truly missed running so much. I felt a bit depressed and struggled with realizing that my self-worth is not determined by running.
Now that I am finally able to run without pain (!!), I find myself having to really focus on rediscovering what it is about running that I loved in the first place. When I first started back into running, I felt upset with myself that I couldn’t go as far or as fast as I used to. I can still only run about a max of 4.5 to 5 miles and am only allowed to increase my mileage .5 miles every week or so. Initially, I felt frustrated by these restrictions and by the fact that running 5 miles actually feels challenging after taking the whole summer off. That used to be a short run for me!
Then I realized something…it doesn’t matter how much I’m running or how fast or how far.
I am finally healthy enough to enjoy this hobby that I motivates me to spring up out of bed before the sun comes up to put on my tennis shoes.
So this morning, I put on my shoes and my favorite running tights…
and I ran. I didn’t think about how far I was going or how fast. I just thought about how much I love to run and how great it makes me feel.
The only other thoughts that I allowed to wander into my mind a time or two involved breakfast.
In other news…
2 years ago today, me and this one guy I know officially became a couple.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, my friends!!