Goal Weight: 195 lbs.
I woke up twenty minutes before the alarm excited about my morning run.
I immediately thought, “You have lost your freakin’ mind!”
But I didn’t just want to run this morning. I NEEDED to run. I have a lot on my mind. I needed the cool wind in my face. I needed to chase the moon. I needed to feel the pain in my legs. I needed to feel my lungs burn. I needed the challenge of the steep hills in my neighborhood. I needed to think.
I needed to run 5.33 miles.
Thank God I did. It was my prayer time. My time to contemplate. To try to assess where I’ve been, where I am and where I’m going. Life seems so unclear right now. I needed a solid goal. And I needed to achieve it.
Exercise is the antidepressant with amazingly positive side effects.
I feel great this morning. And I can’t wait to go run again.
Only runners can understand this. Crazy how theraputic a good run is and howmuch better one feels after it.
Good for you Marshall.