Yesterday morning started off well enough. My coffee to almond milk ratio was on point. Loki didn’t puke in his bed (or ours!) overnight. The sun was shining. And I had some bangin’ cardamom granola to eat. No complaints. Or at least for the first 10 minutes of my day.
Things kind of went downhill fast, and at the bottom of the hill I just kind of fell to pieces. Don’t worry no one is dying or breaking up, I’m going through some stressful stuff right now.
I was alone at home when the “everything is going to be okay!” attitude I’ve had for the last few months just kind of came to a screeching halt and said “nuh uh, here’s how things are going down”.
Side note: I find it kind of ironic that yesterday I made lemon bars. You know that adage, “when life hands you lemons…”? Well maybe I was making my lemon bars ahead of schedule for the lemons life was about to hand me.
Anyways, there I was, trying to get a grip on things. Sitting there, alone, racking my brain for options wasn’t working. I hate to talk about serious stuff over the phone, so phoning a friend wasn’t a good option. So I decided that I needed my old go-to for stress release and problem solving – one long ass, sweaty run.
Now, I’m not saying running away from your problems is the solution. No. I just think that running through your problems is a great way to release some toxins, de-stress and clear your mind so you can better address the issue at hand. They say running is cheap therapy right?
I set out at a brisker pace than I would normally for a trail run. When emotions are running high, I think they give us some extra pep/determination in our stride. I was cruising along for a few miles and then it all just came pouring out. There I was, running my heart out, blubbering my way through nature. Not exactly a pretty picture, but it’s exactly what I needed. I do feel a little bad for the gentleman that passed me and gave me one of “what the heck is wrong with this crazy chick” looks.
After another few miles of carrying on this way, I abruptly stopped crying. A wave of calm came over me. I smiled. I still didn’t have the answer I needed, but I was now in a better place mentally to find it. Isn’t running kind of a wonderful that way?
Maybe they should change the adage to “when life hands you lemons, take one in each hand and go for a run”.
Sending good vibes to all of you, because who doesn’t need a little extra kindness and love?