A doozy. I won't go into detail but let's just say my day was stressful on a professional and a personal level. The personal issue was the one that was really getting to me.
I got home from work and wiped the mascara stains off my face. I laced up my shoes and hit the pavement with Hubby. As we silently ran through the neighborhood streets, my problems seemed to melt away. The farther I ran, the further away I was from my worries. My mind cleared and the negatively was stomped out under my running shoes.
I finished my run with a renewed sense of clarity. I didn't even think about my problems during the run, but afterwards everything seemed to change. The problem didn't go away. I was still sad about the situation, but I had a whole new perspective. Everything was just a little bit better. I have a feeling as more time and miles pass, I won't even remember what I was so upset about in the first place.
Running is therapeutic (and so is writing, so thank you for reading).
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