This morning I went off to run before work as normal. I push my lazy self off my comfy bed and whilst driving to the fitness, I wonder if there will ever come a day when the “lazy me” is gone and dead. It’s been almost two years since I’ve started running and every morning it’s a battle to ward off the “lazy me.” Some days, it’s quiet and weak and I can easily push it away, some days it has strength and wants to take over the “active me.” Nevertheless, as long as I keep my head, the “active me” remains in top place. This battle, however, stops the minute I am in the car and once I start running it is as if I am transported into a different dimension. Another world.
This morning’s world was one of peace and tranquility. I ran without my headphones.
Usually I’d spend my runs catching up on the morning news, watching Haslinda Amin recap on Bloomberg or perhaps the BBC news, but today I wanted to try running without the headphones. I wanted to see what it would be like without having to always worry about my arms swinging and pulling the headphones away from my ears as I run on the treadmill.
I loved the feeling.
I felt a certain “peace” to be running on the treadmill with nothing but my shoes (and my clothes). No phones, no headphones, no TV. All I had to keep me company were my neighbours and reflections in the mirror. My mind was focused and a certain “clarity” prevailed.
I concentrated on my breathing (which I’ve been working on the past few runs) and it flowed more with each breath. I am no longer heaving or puffing like the big bad wolf about to blow down the little pig’s house. I breathe rhythmically. It’s a wonderful feeling. I pray I can keep it up.
I start to look around and notice people around me, the reflected room in the mirror and the wavering trees outside the window. The hot blazing sun and the sounds of feet thumping on the treadmill belt. I listen to the sounds my own feet are making and feel my arms pushing back and forth. It’s meditative and relaxing.
My brain seems to extend time. One minute seems so much longer and in that one minute, I feel I can do so much. I have time to look around, be with my thoughts and analyze my running. All the stresses dissipate and my brain feels energized.
I find myself starting to have a certain fondness for running. I start to enjoy its meditative nature and the sense of peace and tranquility that comes with it. I am slowing getting addicted to how rested and happy I feel upon completing a run. I know this feeling will come and go, and on some days I will probably be lazy, but every time after a run, I find myself at peace.
At peace with the world.
All is calm, no anger, no madness, just pure contentment. Perhaps we should all do a little more running. Run for clarity, run for peace and run for tranquility. Happy Running!