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Running Again

This morning I went running. First time in over a year. 
Last night I called my mom because I needed someone to listen to me dump all of my emotions on. I've really been at a pretty low place recently and I was at the end of my rope. After feeling like I had no one to really talk to for a few days, I was so grateful that my mom was there to listen to me in a non-judgmental and loving manner.  During our discussion I told her how I didn't feel like myself nor was I comfortable in my own skin. I was craving to go running again, especially with Marshall. Right after I explained these feelings to her, she replied by telling me that she had been feeling for a month that I should start running again. I was shocked to here these words come from my own mother, but peace swept over my body. 

I stopped running a year ago so that I could get my cycle back. That endeavor was successful, and I attribute a lot of the success to my not running. However, ever since the miscarriage 2 months ago, I have been battling bouts of depression and grief. This is not something I really wanted to admit, but I think it is the truth. I need to start running again for a few reasons:
  • My mind and body would greatly benefit from the endorphins that come from running.
  • I want a strong body and heart so that I can be active for my entire life. 
  • Running is a love of mine that I have pushed aside for too long. It's time to rekindle that love. 
  • Running gives me a chance to meditate and be calm. 
I am not running to burn calories or lose weight. I am running to help my mental health and to be strong in body and spirit. On my run this morning I ran without a watch or measuring how far I went. I know for a fact that I didn't even run 2 miles. That didn't matter. What mattered was that I did something good for my body and spirit and it felt GOOD.



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