I woke up excited to run Thursday.
It was a bright morning with a slight wind, and a little chilly. I ran slow. I ran steady. I admired the wispy clouds, nodded “hello” at the other morning runners and smiled at the sunshine.
I took time to appreciate the movement of my body. Thanked it for working so hard. For coping so well with all I put it through.
It’s easy to get frustrated. I sometimes get angry that for so many years I didn’t treat my body with the respect it deserved. And now? My knees ache, I’m sore from the gym, my shin splints throb. My body still isn’t used to the physical exertion.
But yesterday I ran through the pain. My mind was strong when my legs were tired. I had my spirit motivating me to complete the miles.
After I finished the run and stretched out my legs, I took a moment to just be still. Let my heart beat slow and my breath deepen.
I stared up at the sun and felt a rush of gratefulness.
One year ago, I thought, I would not have been up before work to run at the park. I would not have seen the sun streaming through the trees. I would not have heard the first signs of spring, chirping birds and a babbling river.
There is pain, there is frustration, there are moments of weakness. Keep going.
“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished” – Lao Tzu