It seems somewhat counterintuitive that I need movement to find stillness. I'm talking about stillness in my soul, stillness in my mind, and stillness in my heart. After eight months of going non-stop, or what felt like non-stop, I need to find a way to calm myself. A way to cease the need to always be doing something.
I've tried meditating, but I seem to be too restless to calm down. There are hundreds of thoughts bouncing around in my head and as soon as I push one thought out, there's another one just waiting.
I've tried yoga...I really love it, but it is hard to work into my schedule and costs a lot of money.
But I always have old faithful - the trails that do not desert, do not cost much, and are always open whenever I can fit them in.
I find that stillness on the trails. Lacing up my running shoes, tying up my hair in a ponytail, and pounding out the miles is the best way I know how to do that.
There's no "to do" list when I run. There's no judgement when I run (unless I'm being extra critical of myself). There's no requirement to think (well, for the most part).
It is extraordinary that such a simple act of putting one foot in front of the other can bring such calmness to my mind. Perhaps it is the simplicity that makes it so peaceful. I choose not to overthink it and just enjoy the solitude, the break from a busy day, the quietness.
I've tried meditating, but I seem to be too restless to calm down. There are hundreds of thoughts bouncing around in my head and as soon as I push one thought out, there's another one just waiting.
I've tried yoga...I really love it, but it is hard to work into my schedule and costs a lot of money.
I find that stillness on the trails. Lacing up my running shoes, tying up my hair in a ponytail, and pounding out the miles is the best way I know how to do that.
There's no "to do" list when I run. There's no judgement when I run (unless I'm being extra critical of myself). There's no requirement to think (well, for the most part).
