I was in a black hole this morning. Starting last night actually. I had a hard time sleeping because I just felt down. Stressed, overwhelmed, dissapointed in myself, ect.
I woke up and did not have any desire to go running. My 8yo woke up right after me and pleaded with me to help her start the shower and stay home to make her breakfast. I was SO tempted to stay home, but Aaron was prepared to help the kids and I needed to somehow climb out of my black hole, so I left for my run.
Every step was forced. I was cold and tired and emotionally down, my achilles hurt, my back and neck were kinked...once I start down that path of negativity, the floodgates open, you know.
Just after mile two of my run, the first runner I had seen (or at least noticed) was a random husky guy in a hoodie. As he approached me, he held his hand out in a silent guesture to give me a high five. Those tenths of a second between when I saw his hand and when I slapped it firmly, passed quickly. High fives just come instinctually when offered, I guess. As soon as I slapped his hand, I felt an incredible boost of energy and support.
I'm not sure if this man put much thought into his guesture, but he totally made my day! It was as if he was saying, "Good job getting out here to run even though you didn't want to. Its hard some days and we do it anyway. We're in this together. Keep loving yourself and honoring your need for daily exercise. Keep going."
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