Yesterday was a bit chaotic. After getting home after a long day of work (really it just seemed long), I quickly made dinner, having it done and on the table just as my husband got home. After prayer, I quickly began eating, excited to go to a women's event for church. After a little more than an hour and a half, I headed home.
Jon and I had discussed going running when I got home, which was about 8:15 pm. We left about 10 minutes after I got home to go for a run. We started out at what felt like a brisk pace, and it felt good! We jogged to the mile marker, 9:55, and we turned around and ran back. We arrived back at our starting point at 19:33, which turns out to be 17 seconds faster on the return trip.
It wasn't my time that made me feel great. It wasn't the fact that I ran the whole time. It was that I had found a great time to go running. I've tried running when I get home from work, but usually then I'm hungry, it's warm, and I just need some time to relax. Running after 8 pm allowed plenty of time for my dinner to settle, allowed time for the temperature to cool, and allowed time for me to relax prior to running.
Previously I would use all 3 as excuses to run slower or to walk or to not go at all. Hunger was used as an excuse not to run. The temperature was an excuse to run slower or walk. Coming straight from work was used as an excuse to not go running or to just walk so I can vent my frustrations.
Little did I know that by waiting a few hours between work and running that not only would those excuses become useless, but I would feel better while I ran. The whole time I ran I felt good. I didn't feel tired. I wasn't thinking of excuses to walk or slow down. For the first time in a while, I enjoyed my run. I actually enjoyed it. To me, that is what running is all about, enjoying something you do.
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