i’m stressed

Today has been weird.  Now that its nearing its end I am feeling weighed down by the stress of the day.  It’s not the good kind of stress either.  The kind where there are so many fun and fabulous things going on that you run from one activity to the next without so much as a breath.  No.  Its the kind of big-girl stress that makes me wish that I was not a grown up.

Sigh.  Such is life.

You know what though?  The moment I got home I threw on my running digs and cranked up my favorite “yelling” song to go out and punish the pavement.  I had two pesky miles to finish out this week’s mileage.  I decided to beat the stress out of my body during the run.  I pulled my shirt sleeve down over g.g. (garmin) and just found my zone.  Two miles in fifteen min (7:30 pace).  Not bad.  In fact, that’s downright fast for this girl!

That’s what I love about running.  Its a place I can go to when circumstances make me feel out of control.  I am allowed to be angry, strong, and aggressive if I want to be.  I can pass through the waters of fear and doubt and come out refreshed and renewed.  I can reclaim my power.  I can beat out all my anxiety and frustration.

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