Running helps with physical and mental health as you dear reader will know. It helped me and us weather the years as a “step” family, it gave me thinking room, time to work things through on those long runs, finding the way forward.
Occasionally though I have found when my heart is particularly heavy and when that lump in my throat won’t go, running is hard. I have discovered like swimming and laughing, running and crying simultaneously is impossible. Last night was club night and a hill training session, I was torn, I wanted to get out but knew running was going to be tricky, exercise was not going to make me feel better. However I had fixed a friends leggings and was returning them, commitment made, I had to go. I found the session hard, my legs leaden, the signals from my brain to my legs were not getting through, blocked by life events. This was one of those occasions where pounding the streets was not going to help.
Fast forward 12 hours. After my 7 am spinning session, I went for a run. Heavy heart gone, lumpy throat vanished, legs, lungs and brain all felt good. It was the best run in a long time. It was cold, but boy the scenery was amazing.
My heart sang, normal service has been resumed and the world has been righted on its axis!