I think one of the most powerful things about running is it's still there when it all goes to s***. The past month has been a toughie. It's been ups and downs and backs and forths and backs again. Ironically, I've also been serious about my training now for about a month. The two are not related. But it's been nice to have a constant... to know that three times a week, I'll get that hour or so to just decompress and feel however I want to feel and not have to worry about whatever happens before or after the run. Without a doubt, I know this has been integral to my maintaining a chin up, survivalist attitude.
I suppose it's comforting to know that when you're not sure which direction to go, you can just go forward. Because if you put one foot in front of the other, eventually, you get somewhere, right?
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