This is a no brainer, but I thought I would talk about it. When I was a little boy my expressive outlet was performing in our basement. The front area served as a stage, and I would sing and dance. It was an amazing outlet for me. My troubles or worries would seem less when I would be singing and dancing.
Well I don't sing and dance anymore, but I run. I have found that is my outlet, and it has been hard not having it. I have felt lost at times, and not very happy. So you can imagine how I felt not only during my run yesterday, but afterwards. I felt like a burden had been lifted.
Lately I have felt unsure of my place in the world. Without an outlet I have felt even more frustrated, so any attempt to get back to normal running can only help me clear my head, feel better, and think better. Am I making sense?
Races help me keep some fitness goals in mind. After last night's run, I know I won't be as ready as I would like for D.C., but I am still going to do it with the goal to have fun and finish. No PR work this go round. My reward will be regaining some of my positive mental health again.
Charlie
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