On my lunch break today, I was perusing the buildup of running news emails that plagues my inbox daily. I came across this article from Women’s Running and clicked on it. By the end, tears were nearly spilling into my already salty vegan ramen bowl (I’m still fighting this dang cold and all I want is sodium-laden noodle broth).
One of my greatest fears is something happening to my daughter, whether it be illness or accident. Of course, being the perfectionist I am, I tend to go above and beyond the normal level of anxiety that plagues parents over issues like this. It can keep me up at night for days in a row, imagining all the worst case scenarios. It can leave me breathless and curled up in a ball on the couch, wishing I could just hide under a blanket forever.
Of course, you probably see the irony in this. I’m not spending quality time with my daughter when my mind is overtaken by anxiety and sadness and fear.
Articles like this, although difficult to read, remind me of a couple of things.
- I need to enjoy the hell out of today. I need to spend time with my daughter without fear. I need to take in the sights and sounds around me rather than getting caught in my own brain.
- Running can heal. I’m finding this out in my own personal journey, and it is reaffirmed in someone who has traveled a road infinitely more difficult than my own. I can’t imagine Liz’s heartache. But she runs. She puts one foot in front of the other, despite unimaginable obstacles. And it helps her.
Also, I love that Heart Strides and AMR are included in this article. I did not participate in the Stride through the Holidays challenge last year, but I am certainly planning on it this year. Gotta do something to get me through that lull until the Star Wars Half Marathon in January!
Read on. Run on.