“Do you actually run?”
I got that comment under one of my running photos. The answer is, “Yes.” And I also take pictures. If I see something that interests me (which is harder than you’d think — I don’t wear my glasses when I run), I stop for a second and snap a photo with my iPhone. Then I move on. And on. And on.
We are blessed in Mississippi to live in a naturally beautiful state. Then as an added bonus, Ridgeland Mayor Gene McGee pushed for running trails in his city. Add the Reservoir as a backdrop and you have an amazing pallet to work with.
So I take pictures of one particular oak. The sunrise. Swamps. Animals. And whatever moment of beauty flashes before my eye.
Running is a lot of things to me. It’s my Prozac, therapist, doctor and trainer. It helps me strengthen my brain and body. I’m not a natural athlete and at times, I’m a reluctant one. But I get out of bed and go anyway.
Because when you see the sun sneak above the horizon, you somehow forget the pain.
And I have the pictures to prove it.