We all get a little down sometimes. I, on the other hand, am going through a proverbial shit-storm for a few months now. Nothing seems to be going my way. It was abysmal.
So yesterday, I decided to run.
Running has always been my go-to therapy for everything that ails me - from back pains to everyday worries to lack of inspiration and clarity.
So, I ran.
And as always, after running, I felt that everything was right with the world. That I was exactly where I needed to be.
I can’t say that the shit-storm subsided after that, but at least now I understood why I had to be in its eye.
I don’t want to burden you with details, as I know some of you are going through your own private storms right now. But I want you to know that you are not alone, and that within you is the key to end your own suffering. You just have to get real cosy with yourself to listen and understand. Some do meditation. I like that too. But for me, running is just as effective.
I run three times a week. More if a storm is brewing.
I pray you find your keys…or better yet, learn to sing in the rain.
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PS- I swallowed an insect for the first time on that run. It was tiny, and I didn’t have time to ask which species it was. But high-five to you, fitblr guy, who once said that swallowing an insect is what we runners have in common. I see more insects for me up ahead. Cheers! :)
