I have been running consistantly for almost a year but I have always been hesitant to call myself a runner, even after running my half marathon. I just havent really veiwed myself as a ‘runner’ When I think of the word I think of a chick who is very fit and thin who can run and run and make it look effortless. Thats definatly not me! But a few nights ago I think I was initiated and can call myself a Runner now. I had had a really bad day, I could definatly feel my old depressed self creeping back up, after all the progress I have made its still deep down in there. I decided I HAD to get out for a run, for my mental well being. So I left the boys with my husband and got ready. I dressed warmly in a few layers, it was very windy, raining, cold and the sun had set. I wore a headlamp and my MP3 player. I listen to the radio on my MP3 player when I run, but the storm had knocked the station out so I started runnning in the silence. All I could hear were my footsteps and the rain. At points I could hardley keep my eyes open because the rain was hitting me in the face so hard. But I was safe running like this since I have a ‘track’ dug around my yard. We live on a bit over an acre and its fully fenced. I ran around and around. Even thought it was painfully boreing, 12 laps later (about 3 miles) I decided I had had enough of running around the yard. When I got back inside I felt much better. I could function as a better mommy and wife. Even this miserable run was a good run because it accomplished something very important for me. It wasnt a long run, it wasnt even a fast one but it worked!

Posted by Shelley in Whatever on February 15th, 2007 |