Some people think I’m crazy. Others just think I’m weird. After all, I live in the Prairies where we have two season: Winter and Bug. My “running drawer” consists the lightest of light clothes for our scorching summers and the heaviest of heavy for our freezing winters. And of course, a few items for the in between. So why do I do it? Why do I lace up my runners and head out in the rain, sun, snow and wind?
I’m a mom (mom’s will understand without further explanation…others will just have to take my word for it when I say “no explanation needed”)
I feel free
I get some of my best thinking, reflecting and soul searching done while I’m pounding the pavement,
endorphins are the only therapy I can afford,
I love the feeling of the sun on my face, wind in my hair,
it’s a time that can be for me, about me and only me,
I always finish my “race” and always place first,
I want to see how far my legs will take me,
I can. I’m blessed with the ability to make my body work for me and I don’t take that for granted, even for a minute.
Need I say more?