Murphy always reminds me when to appreciate the small things. Always. It was warm enough to run in the rain today, and we both certainly needed to get out of our home and get some fresh air. Murphy wanted to run through every puddle, splashing happily as he did. I was just as happy splashing away… small things like this are definitely a pick me up in a world of uncertainty.
I think if my legs could be detached from my body, like that of Mrs. Potato Head, they would detach themselves and hide from me for a few days. They are super sore from my 10 mile run on Sunday where I blew off some serious steam after my 2 week hiatus from running. I felt like I was waddling all day today, and it didn’t matter how much I stretched. Yes, it was a stupid beginning runner’s mistake to run like that after taking a break, but sometimes you just live and learn. Even if you already know what’s going to happen.
I sometimes wish the certainty of what my body would do would translate to that of life, but I guess knowing what’s to come would be no fun either. Uncertainty just sits like a bad meal in the pit of my stomach, waiting to make me puke, making me feel miserable and completely uncomfortable.
Today’s rain was soothing in that it was certain we would be soaked, it was certain my legs would feel slightly better after an easy run, and it was certain no one would notice if I was crying or making faces or berating myself under my breath because everyone passing me would be thinking, “Why is this chick running in the pouring down rain and putting her dog through it too?” Why you might ask? Because I am a runner. Through rain, snow, ice, wind, and sunshine. Through job changes, moves, relationships, friendships… Through anything that life can throw at me. I am a runner through it all. And lacing up the one thing that will never tie me down will ALWAYS make me happy. Live. Love. Run.