race_1632_photo_30457121One of the prompts for this week asked what you to help yourself on a bad mental health day. And my answer is that I run.

I began running last year for several reasons. I needed a hobby. I needed to get into better shape after almost a year off of hard exercise after I had surgery. I wanted to run a half marathon. So I signed up to run one when I couldn’t even consistently run three miles.

Almost a year after my first race, I’m so glad I started running. I can be in the world’s worst mood, and a run will quickly change that. My center can be found in the pounding of my feet against the pavement.

I’m not fast. I’m still somewhat inconsistent in following training plans. But, day after day, month after month, I keep getting out there. Because running is my lifeline to sanity. And that’s no small thing.


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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