As I was driving home, I sent a message to my best friend asking her what I should wear if I were going to go for an outdoor run. See, I had been planning, since the weekend, to run outside after school on Tuesday because it was going to be warm. But after working all day, I was beginning to talk myself out of running, especially when I felt the breezy wind. Kate texted back and I quickly replied that I could very easily be convinced to not run. The drive was taking forever and I could see myself just sitting down at home because I had too much to do. But then Kate sent me this text, “It’s beautiful! You should go! I feel so good that I did it.” And that was the motivation I needed to get dressed, lace up my shoes, and head out for my run.
I stepped out onto the driveway, started my watch and music, and took off down the street. It was slow at first as I tried to stretch out my legs. My running route start up a slight incline almost immediately and it always takes my breath away. But I kept pushing on, moving further down the path and away from home. The thing about today, one of the first nice days of spring, is that you will find so many people outside. I loved seeing people walking their dogs and kids running and shouting with each other. I continued on the path, giving the runners’ wave and receiving waves and nods in return. It is these simple pleasures that I have missed all winter.
I finished the first mile and a little more before walking a short bit to catch my breath. And then in started, the pain in my foot. I have been dealing with a neuroma on the bottom of my left foot for quite some time and today it was screaming at me. I probably should have turned around, but I had set my watch for a 3.1 mile run and I was determined to finish the task. Plus, I was really enjoying the weather, breeze and all!
I continue along my route, running and walking when I needed. There were times I pushed harder and faster, especially when I passed people. And then I finally saw the end in sight and I had met my goal!
This was just the first of many runs (I hope!) to come. While I don’t run nearly as much as I used to, I love the feeling of being free to run, feeling my legs pushing me forward. I love the time alone with my thoughts, knowing no one will bother me. I love seeing all of the people out in the neighborhood now that it is warmer. Here’s to spring!