It seemed like I was going 100 mph, doing 100 things at once, had another 100 to do, and was going nowhere fast. Several times, I've considered changing jobs. Why can't I make a living out of running. Surely, there can be no stress in that. Even if there was, I'd prefer that kind of stress over some of the stress I am used to.
If it wasn't for my sunny disposition (some might disagree with this description, but blah) and the fact that I'm pretty good about letting things bounce off me, I'd've gone insane a long time ago. Oh, yeah, my running also helps. It's my great stress reliever.
As I was saying, it was a pretty nasty day. At around 2:30pm, it started getting better: my running partner texted me to ask if I could start running earlier than our agreed upon (5:30pm) time. Could I??? Of course, I could. We agreed to start 30 minutes after I'd get out of work. I know, I know, it's only an hour earlier, but I needed to start running since this morning (if it wasn't for the fact that I have no more personal time to take, I'd've been out the door running at 9am).
I ended up running with 4 of my friends (a big shout out to them - Laura, Gabby, MAP & John). Great company while running is a double dose of stress relief. We ended up doing 12 miles.
It's never too late in the day for the day to get better. I think I was reading a quote (i'm a quote junky, by the way) that said "you always feel better after a run than you did before." It's true. I'm living proof of that. I'm sure I'm preaching to the choir, though - y'all knew that.
You are so right!
ReplyDeleteI don't need to run - THEY need me to run.
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