Sometimes a Tuesday requires pancakes.
On it’s own, Tuesday isn’t all that special. It’s not the start of a new week and it’s still too early to begin the weekend countdown. But when you toss chocolate chip pancakes into the mix, Tuesday starts to feel good. So I made some pancakes and started the day off right.
And I sit here in my gear, fueled up and ready to go with thoughts of running I’d like to share…
Lately, my relationship with running has changed a bit – not in a bad way – but I feel different when I run. Why? Because I’ve been running for different reasons.
In the midst of a chaotic month, I turned to running for peace of mind. Running kept me sane and brought me comfort. I couldn’t handle one more ounce of pressure, so my runs were free and easy – no watch, no iPod – just me in my Brooks. It didn’t matter if I ran two miles or ten. I just ran.
I ran with purpose and found strength in every mile. I didn’t care about cardio or calories or speed. I just ran.
I’ve run a few races without ever racing. Sometimes life is challenging enough without adding any pressure to the run. And after a break from the intensity of it all, I feel ready for more. I’m ready to tackle faster paces, higher mileage, and new goals. I’m ready for new challenges and fun races.
I’m ready for Florence and the Machine to replace Adele on my playlist.
“Happiness hit her like a train on the track.”
