Tonight I left my house tired and cranky. My legs were heavy and my normal pace was not possible. I trudged. The dialog in my head was negative and rambling. Then, about halfway through my route, a voice in my head said "What hurts?" I took stock, and realized that nothing hurt. My right calf, normally loud and obnoxious, was quietly moving along. My ankle, often twitchy, wasn't twitching a twitch. Everything was just fine. So I said to myself "This feels great! I am so lucky to be able to be out here, running, free, healthy, happy...." My pace picked up and the rest of the run felt easier.
Not easy, mind you, because running is never easy for me - and tonight I really did feel like I was running in quicksand, but after my little mental shake up, things just felt easier. I started the run tired and cranky. I finished it energized and happy. Running is transformative.** Love it.