I really really didn't want to run today, I was a thousand percent not in the mood for it. This time of year can be hard, especially when I'm tired, pissed off, there's no daylight, it's brutally cold, it's raining and the wind is about to blow me over.
When I started running in the bitter cold wind with rain in my eyes, I wondered why the eff I was even doing this.
Shortly into it, I warmed up. Then I got really into the music. I didn't pay any attention to anybody around me. I occasionally looked over the sea while I was listening to the tunes, the words floating around me, and tapping each foot to the ground along to the beat. Before I knew it I was 22 minutes in with only 5 minutes left, battling the wind and running as slow as a 🐌
For that last 5 minutes I somehow picked up the pace and legged it along the seafront, I could actually taste the sea salt in the air and smell the sand.
When I finished my run, and I was walking down, I felt a lot clearer, my head was clear, my thoughts were quieter, more articulate and made more sense, I felt less overwhelmed and tense, my body was relaxed.
Today I realised why people run.
I have to write this down, because I want to remember it and remind myself of this everytime I think I don't want to get out there and do it.
Jostling with the January Joggers
Red January numbers 6 & 7 🥶
SPEED PODCAST SUCKS!
The music. Omg does it suck.
