In an hour and a half I am meeting up with a running buddy and running for the first time in 2 weeks to the date. The last time I trained it was 10 miles and I felt euphoric. It feels like years ago rather than 2 weeks.
There are times when my mind ages so much faster than my body. I am going through one of those times. I am at a crossroads in my life on so many levels. I can choose which way my career goes, which way my heart goes, which way my health goes. It's all terrifying.
Lately, there are days and moments where I feel so alive. Not extraordinary moments, simple moments, like the smell of wet earth after rain or the gleam of sun on silver chrome on the train as I ride to work, that just absolutely strike me as beautiful, vivid, and alive. There are days when I want to hug the people walking past me on the street, tell them they are amazing to someone and to cheer up, tell them that being alive is enough to make my heart burst sometimes.
Maybe it's just the hormones talking, or maybe it's just that I feel so happy right where I am, despite all the chaos in my life. That for once I can finally step back and realize these small moments, these simple miracles for a change.
I'm off to run. Running to happiness, to better health, and to who I strive to be. I run not only to feel the sweat and blood pump through my body, but I run to truly be alive.
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