Running Rx

Sometimes I wish I could run forever. Out on a run might be the only time I can be alone, but not lonely. I can be my most physically active, while my mind is at rest. My run can relieve stress or celebrate good times. Why wouldn’t I want to be able to do that forever?

Despite running 10 miles on Saturday, I decided I needed to run yesterday. Last week was a rough week. As I sat a bit deflated on my couch for most of Sunday afternoon, I realized HGTV was not making me feel better.

So I convinced myself to go out for a run. Supposedly it was going to be a 4-5 mile run, just enough to get some endorphins pumping. But once I started, I didn’t want to stop. In an uncharacteristically undisciplined moment, I ran just shy of 8 miles. It was not ridiculous to run the distance. The best idea? Well, maybe not. Worth it? Totally.

There’s probably a bunch of psychology one can apply to this situation, but I will argue it just felt good. In fact, it was the best run I’ve had since the marathon.

As a good friend often quotes,”a bad run is better than a good day at work.” Well, then just imagine when a good run replaces a bad day!