Day 4,233—Running in the Rain—

 

I checked the weather this morning, and at first, I was surprised that it wasn’t colder, but then I saw it was raining. I was just not fazed. It has been an insane week with so many people seemingly melting down around me. It would be comical if it weren’t just tough and sad, and today it is raining, which fits perfectly. As I started running, I had that intense urge to turn around and go back home. If you've ever run in the rain or in another atypical weather condition, you know what I am talking about. You suddenly start to question what you’re doing.

“This is what you’re doing? Running in the rain at 5 in the morning? After the night and week that you have had. You don’t want to just call it this morning?”

It is always tempting because part of me knows I need to be kind to myself, but I also know that running makes me feel better, and whenever I give in to these kinds of temptations, I just feel worse. I reminded myself that I would stop noticing the rain after a mile, and I waited.

A mile later, no rain to worry about, and no more questioning what I am doing. The rain was still there but it suddenly didn’t bother me. Instead, I am just thinking about the day and the week and reflecting, and I am glad I am up and running and healthy.