This morning my alarm went off at 5:15am. I woke up and headed out for my run. As I stood on my front steps I debated…start uphill or downhill? I had a work event until late last night so I was a bit tired and decided that I’d start downhill.
As I was gliding down the hill, enjoying the quiet of the morning and the warm weather I couldn’t help but think about how life is like the hills of running. Sometimes its uphill, sometimes it’s downhill. Michael and I are rather lucky these days in that life seems like a downhill- things are falling in to place, we have a lot to celebrate, we’re gliding if you will.
I think one of the reasons I love running so much is that no matter what life throws at me, running always relates. Running is always there. Sometimes it’s the slow and steady long distance runs that remind me I have the stamina and strength to take on the marathons of life-like long projects, and extremely busy stretches. Other times it’s the uphills that represent the challenges in life and remind me that I can overcome anything. The downhills remind me of the easy stretches where you can coast through. Speed work reminds me that with hard work and dedication we really do get better. Those amazing runs where you feel like you can run forever and feel amazing are like those special moments in life where everything seems absolutely perfect. And those tough runs where you want to quit and wonder why you do it represent those bad days we all have from time to time.
There are times in life when I feel less connected to running. I get out less often-maybe once a week- and when I do I don’t feel inspired to run more. Today was not one of those days. I felt so happy to be out running and lately that has been the trend- I’ve been increasing my number of runs per week and looking forward to each of them. I love that I’m reconnecting to running and finding the joy in the good runs and bad runs. I love that wherever life leads me, running will always be there.