I am a runner. I am a slow runner but I can run far. My marathon adventure will be a story that I will be sharing on this blog sometime soon. Running is not easy for me, I carry a lot of extra weight and I am slow so I really have to get outside of myself and decide I don't care what others think.
Don't I get to run in a beautiful world!
Today I went on a run, it was my first outside run in quite a while because of the health issues and the depression. It took some bravery to get out there and I did 45 second run/walk intervals. As soon as my feet hit the road my mental started feeling better (the physical always hurts when running but I think that's part of the point). It was cold here, about 10* and running was hard. I came to a crossroads, I had a choice, I could take the road that would be mostly flat for the next mile of my run or I could take the road that was uphill. I almost chose the flat road but realized if I did that I would avoid the uphill but I would also miss the fun downhill that would come on the other side of the uphill. As I made the choice to take the uphill route the thought occurred to me that life is like this too; I would love to avoid the hard, uphill portions of my life. I'd love to not have to fight this depression but if I didn't fight through this I wouldn't know the true joy. I appreciate the few days or moments that I feel happiness, peace and joy now in a way that I've never appreciated them before.
"...the cavity which suffering carves into our souls will one day also be the receptacle of joy." -Neal A Maxwell
What a beautiful post, and wonderful reminder that sometimes we have to do the hard things to have the joy.
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