One of the interesting things I have discovered about my newly refreshed love of running, is that the pace I go is often dictated by the music playing. If the music is up-tempo then my pace quickens. If the song is a slow one then inevitably I find myself slowing down with it.
I've decided that it is important that I revisit my music list. Up-tempo is the only way to go for me these days.
Yesterday I didn't feel like going for a run. But Sunday is the only day to fit in a long run and with the 14km fun-run only a few weeks away I still need to cover a fair bit of training to be able to do it.
I would have liked to skip it.
But I duly laced up, put the music on and jogged away. I'm so glad I did. I jogged down to the beach and ran along the beach front. While I ran, there were periods where my mind was in frenzied overload. There were a million thoughts to process, so much I wanted to say.
And then there were the moments where it was just me and the pathway. And in those rare moments, the frenzy fell away. I was at peace. With my body, with my heart, with the past and with the present.
I came back to children who had been bathed and fed. I came back to the loving (and still feverish arms of Mr Small who was delighted to see me) I came back to a Husband whose quiet support and love I don't deserve, but still get anyway.
And throughout the day I felt loved and supported by many people I have never met. I cannot thank you enough.
The week ahead will be an amazing one for me. I intend to enjoy every minute of it.
I will enjoy my time away from my family.
I will enjoy the peek into a world so vastly different to my own.
I will enjoy meeting people who I think are amazing and want to meet up with me.
I will cuddle my niece and nephew.
I will hang out with the MABs (my amazing brothers) and make promises like writing more chapters of books.
I will seize an awesome opportunity that has been offered to me.
And when I come back.
I will hit the ground again.
Running.
