All I can hear is the soft scratch of gravel below my feet as I move along the sidewalk. Cool, fresh air fills my lungs as I breath in and out in a quick but steady rhythm. My calf muscles expand and contract with every step, delighted by the exertion, invigorated by the freedom. I was finally running outdoors once again.
We have had spring-like weather this week: sunny with highs in the fifties. I couldn’t be happier. I took the opportunity to strap on my shoes and hit the pavement. I don’t know how long the weather will last (it is still February), but I am going to make the most of it.
There is nothing wrong with running inside. I do it all the time. When the temperature drops below about 45 degrees the air hurts my lungs when I run, and I learned the hard way that personally things does not go well for me if I try to though it out. (Here’s to all you winter runners! You continue to amaze me!) I am very grateful to have access to a treadmill. No, it is not the same as running outside, but that does not mean it is bad. I enjoy being able to catch up on music while I run in a temperature that allows me to keep my sensitive body healthy, and I enjoy being able to adjust the incline at will.
Still, the first run outside after cold, rainy, winter days is exhilarating to say the least.
Spring time is my favorite time to run, most likely because spring is my favorite month. Spring has always been for me a release from difficult, dark months. Everything, including myself, seems to come alive again. Being able to run in the long awaited sunshine, mild air, and smell of new growth brings about a new sense of hope and possibility. I am filled with confidence and strength.
This feeling, like all feelings, will fade, but I want to remember it. I want to remember that no matter the difficulties to come, I will once again find hope, confidence, and strength. I will find renewal. I will find my spring.
I hope this week you find a sense of renewal and new beginnings 🙂