I love running.
So much.
With friends, or alone.
I love the rhythm of my feet hitting the ground.
I love how connected I feel with my body- how aware of it and grateful for it I am, as I feel my heart beating, as I intentionally take each breath, as I am aware of my muscles and my contact with the ground beneath me.
I love the beauty of the scenes I usually run- along the prairie path, or past families in houses.
I love how it makes me feel more connected with where I live- running these streets, paths, and neighborhoods has helped me inhabit Wheaton this year.
I love the alone time with God, I love being in nature, I love clearing my head.
I love the alone time with God, I love being in nature, I love clearing my head.
Running was a huge, joyful part of my year.
The prairie path on an after-work run a couple weeks ago.
"...When I ran, when I walked, there was no time: there was only my body, my breath, the trees and hills and sky... I always felt grateful, but I did not know it was gratitude and so I never thanked God. Eight years ago, on a starlight night in July, a car hit me... and in September a surgeon cut off my left leg...
It is now time to sing of my gratitude: for legs and hills and trees and seasons... I mourn this, and I sing in gratitude for loving this, and in gratitude for all the roads I ran on and walked on, for the hills I climbed and descended, for trees and grass and sky, and for being spared losing running and walking sooner than I did: ten years sooner, or eight seasons, or three; or one day.”
-Andre Dubus, Meditations from a Movable Chair (HT)
Thanking God for giving me the ability to run this year.
.23.
"...When I ran, when I walked, there was no time: there was only my body, my breath, the trees and hills and sky... I always felt grateful, but I did not know it was gratitude and so I never thanked God. Eight years ago, on a starlight night in July, a car hit me... and in September a surgeon cut off my left leg...
It is now time to sing of my gratitude: for legs and hills and trees and seasons... I mourn this, and I sing in gratitude for loving this, and in gratitude for all the roads I ran on and walked on, for the hills I climbed and descended, for trees and grass and sky, and for being spared losing running and walking sooner than I did: ten years sooner, or eight seasons, or three; or one day.”
-Andre Dubus, Meditations from a Movable Chair (HT)
Thanking God for giving me the ability to run this year.
.23.
1 comment:
Oh my gosh, I love running so much too! I find it sooo soothing, like you can just forget all your problems an just run, escape from all the worries in life and just worry about finishing the next mile. :)
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