Why I run...
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Because I feel all bad@ss after running on a cold, wet, windy, rainy Portland morning.
Because I used to think 'I can't'. Now I know not only that I CAN.. but that I ~want & need~ to.
Because sometimes it's the only way I can get outside of my own head, stop listening to the thoughts pinging around in my brain, and simply ~be~ while breathing.. moving.. changing.
Because even when I've run hard and I'm out of breath, I'm breathing! Every run confirms that quitting smoking was one of the best things I've ever done.
Because sometimes it's the only way to kick my own *ss when it needs kicking.
(this will be a slowly evolving post, to which I'll add more and more reasons as time permits)