Day 192: Thurs Feb 20th - How do you know?

Day One Hundred Ninety-two: 
How do you know?

How do you know what path is the right one? Which way to go? What road to turn on?       Right?       Left?       Straight ahead?
How do you know that the decisions you make are the right ones? 
When the shaky feeling goes away and all feels better inside? 
Is there even a wrong decision? Doesn't life go on regardless?

Questions.. questions... questions.... with no concrete answers.
So who knows what it all means?  I certainly don't.

*sigh*

All I know is that I went running this morning.. 

and it was a good.

Oh... and my new shoes are coming today!  

That alone is reason to celebrate :)

Day 178: Thurs Feb 6th - Chaos is for the Dogs

Day One Hundred Seventy-eight: Chaos is for the Dogs

more ice and snow and more on the way.....

Chaos is for the Dogs... How so?  His name is Jax.  Having not run yesterday and doing little more than rest on his bed and eat, this morning he was absolutely FULL of energy.  Letting him off leash on the trail for a while had him acting like it was his best. day. ever! I think he saved up his energy from the day before and let all hell break loose running crazy around. Poor guy needs a back yard. I played chase with him while running, which was a fun way to increase my workout and test my lung capacity.  

I think I've become a little bit of a fixture running up and down the same hill on the way to the woods and trail. People wave to me as I go by and smile at Jax. Some call me crazy, some cheer me on if they see me out in bad weather while they are shoveling snow. It's fun.



I very much enjoy this crazy running streak more than I imagined I would. At least mentally, my body doesn't always agree or cooperate. I look forward (nearly)every day to that moment / feeling a mile into the run where I am no longer cold, my lungs and muscles are warmed up and I can ease into my pace. It feels natural and my mind melts away any frustrations / tensions. Even better is the feeling I have when I am back home after cruising down the hill, winded but feeling powerful and strong. I love it.

Day 149: Wed Jan 8th - Snowflakes on lashes

Day One Hundred Forty-nine:

"Snowflakes they stay on my nose and eyelashes.."
( now you are singing the song in your mind - you're welcome  :)

This morning was one of those mornings. Mornings where I ask myself - what the hell am I doing??
Not necessarily about running but life in general.  Funny enough, when I start to feel that way I purposely  push myself to run faster until I'm strongly out of breath and my brain shuts off... then I have peace. I find that if I tire my body, it quiets my mind. Soon after heading out the front door in the light snow storm it worked... I snapped off my flustered mind and simply focused on the zillion little snowflakes that were landing on my lashes. The million blinks my eyes made trying to free themselves from the cold snow. It felt good to my tired eyes. One we got to the hillside where the snow is deep, Jax went ape shit jumping in and out of the banks.   I threw snowballs up for him which he caught in his mouth with impressive precision.
He looked so happy.  I'm only half kidding when I say that I sometimes wish I were a dog. 
At least for a day.