Gratitude and Running Shoes
My running shoes have been with me, near me, available to me, for a very long time now. I’ve turned to them when I need to process life’s ups downs and turns. For a few months now, my running seemed forced. It was much easier to sit at home vs. lace them up. I allowed other priorities to take over the time I used to dedicate to myself. I justified in my own head that I didn’t “need” to run...I had nothing to prove. I let races I signed up for, come and go. More often than not, I missed my weekly running goals. My endurance suffered. Running felt like just one more thing on the list. And, then one day, I just started again. I drove to Connecticut the day after school let out and toed the line for a timed race. I ran in the heat and the mud and honestly, I let a lot of my life just settle where it was. I took control back of me. I felt a sense of gratitude. Fast forward a week, to a yoga conference in Arizona. Still not adjusted to the timezone, I woke