Forest Park for a long run by myself, I would feel like I was in a prayer. It was the best form of therapy I could find. I was finally at a place where I had worked through so much of the emotional baggage that I carried for so long. I loved myself and my life. Finally, running was simply something I did for JOY! I began running the times I had never been able to push myself to do before. I was easing past barriers that I didn't know I could reach and I did it with effortlessness.After college is when I truly discovered what it felt to run because I wanted to. It was the first time that I ran for ME! I ran because I felt alive and happy. I ran against nobody but myself. I ran because I wanted to. I raced because it was fun. I found running to be an almost spiritual experience. Some days when I'd go out in
Running is something I enjoy doing alone. I prefer to run in solitude rather than with a pack or a running partner. I love being alone on the road, feeling the wind in my hair, feeling my heart beat, hearing my breath and listening to what my heart and mind have to tell me. I love the time it gives me to process my life, connect with God, let go of pain and stress and come back to myself.