More than a Run

I did it.  Just as I promised, I laced up my running shoes this morning, shrugged off my fears, and headed out the door.  I was determined not to let that punk affect my life in any permanent way, and this was my opportunity to prove it.  I didn’t follow the same route as Monday, but that doesn’t matter.  I still ran and faced my fears.  Running has always been a form of catharsis for me, but today it was so much more.  It was a statement, an act of defiance.  And, despite some lingering soreness from yesterday’s swim, it felt good.  As I stretched my legs and lengthened my pace, my determination and confidence came rushing back.  I felt stronger with every step.  By the time I had completed my loop and arrived home, I felt like a new person – emboldened and revived.  Who knew a simple morning run could prove to be so empowering?