Breathe In Breathe Out
Yesterday, I dropped my youngest off at playschool at 12:55. At 1:12 I was still sitting in my car, reading a little of Hollowmen (Amanda Hocking) on my Kindle app, psyching myself up to run. I was all dressed in my winter tights and a couple of long sleeve layers, my fuel belt with water was around my waist, my music was ready to go, but still I thought about just driving to Starbucks. I thought about just going home. But somehow I managed to drag myself out of the car and onto the trail next to the playschool.
As I got out of the car, I adjusted my “Run Happy” headband and set off down the paved path. A little gravel crunched under my feet. A few birds twittered from the barren trees. My muscles stretched and warmed up. I started to get into the groove and actually enjoy the sensation of running and breathing in and breathing out and just being alone. I realized that THIS is why I run. And why I need to run outside more often. For the moments of peace and The moments of knowing. For the breathing that is somehow harder and easier all at once. For the promise of spring and sunshine.
It was an easy run and not too long. It was quiet since not many people will be out in the trails until it warms up just a bit more. And afterwards I *did* go to Starbucks. I’m pretty sure lattes taste better after a run.