Running for Clarity

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This past Saturday, I was NOT having a good day. I'm not exactly sure what was happening, I think life just caught up with me you know? I had a bit of a melt down that ended with a migraine and really not feeling the energy to run the next morning. However, I managed to get up on Sunday morning, put my clothes on, and drive to the starting point that I had planned for my (mostly) solo 20k run.

I felt rough for a few kilometers, but of course, pressed on anyway. In the bitter cold, I knew it was going to take a while for my legs to warm up. There were what looked like snow clouds overhead but when I looked North towards the mountains, the sky had opened up into a beautiful sunrise.

Sometimes it's so easy to get lost in your own thoughts and the chaos of life, and when this happens a run always helps me clear my head. At the time, it is usually the last thing I want to do, but it's almost always what I need. I feel like maybe I should make my husband a sign that says "You Need to Run Now", so that when I get the way I was feeling on Saturday night he can just put up the sign and no questions asked, I can go for a run.

My legs were still tired, but I was just so pleased to be out there on the road doing something I love. I was completely at peace, a total contrast from the day before. The question I get asked the most now that I can call myself a runner is "How can you do that, go out and run for that long?". The way I feel about it now is how can I not? It's my sanity, it's my time to sort out my feelings about everything, my time to just BE. It wasn't always that way of course, I struggled for a long time when I started to run. Even now, I still have days where my legs never seem to warm up and every step feels like one step too far, but I know now that there's a run waiting for a me, a run that will change me and remind me why I love running.

At about 12km, I met my mother-in-law so she could finish off the last 8km with me. The sky had completely clouded over now and occasional flurries were falling. That's all I needed though, an hour with myself on the roads hitting the pavement and I felt like myself again.

Did you run this weekend? How did it go?