A simple equation: inputs, throughputs, and outputs. Work was stressful last week, and I know another busy week is ahead. I search for the calm feeling, the slight exhaustion, the steady breath. These are the gifts harvested as a result of running. Running becomes the medicine, it becomes the process of changing anticipation or hesitation to acceptance and grounding. Running pulls me out of the cycle of worry and immediacy and places me as a free being, traversing the trails and navigating through space and time without anything but my own two feet and beating heart. I return home with peace and appreciation.
70 miles so far this month. One week of February remains. The forecast promises sun; a welcome change.