90 Day Challenge: Day 1

This morning I began my 90 Day challenge with a run at the park near my house; I'm blessed enough to be able to walk there. I awoke this morning with entirely different plans for my morning exercise, but wasn't able to get myself to dig into what I had prepared and nearly conceded. However, there's something about the pre-dawn hours that I've always loved and it felt as if the crisp air of 5:30am on an August morning was calling out to me for a run. I had toiled over the perfect pair of minimalist running shoes for months and had yet to take my new Merrell's for spin. This was it -- the perfect opportunity for a sacred zen moment under the early morning sky, with deer and fowl that had just begun to shake themselves from their nightly slumber, just as I had

This is what people speak of when they say running is addicting. It's not so much the physical act itself (yes, there are endorphins, etc.) as much as it is the opportunity to be alone with your thoughts and all of creation at once; feeling so small and yet incredibly significant and blessed to be living and breathing and RUNNING. It feels like freedom; freedom from everything else that we often times feel powerless over. Though I can assure you I was anything but graceful and glorious, I did it. I willed my body to move and it moved (though begrudgingly at times). I was powerful. I was strong. I was alive.

And so it is. The morning and I shall meet again in a few hours to dance our dance and commune with all that is alive and stirring before the sun kisses the sky. This is my life and I will own it completely...

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Warmth & light,

Selena

 

 

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