Oh running how do I love thee? Let me count the ways (or the kilometers perhaps). Let me see…it’s 10:22pm now as I write this blog and I just finished running 4km. I woke up at 5:30 this morning and ran 4km. That just follows the night prior when after I got back from work and before I went to bed, I ran 5km. My day is never complete if I do not get to run and I find myself running many times in a day now more than ever.
Running has become more than just a workout for me. It has recently evolved into a very dependable therapy, a stress reliever, a ray of sunshine, a cool breeze, a perfect 4-foot longboard-perfect right-hander wave, a shoulder I can lean on, something real that I can run to, a steadfast friend.
I realized that this penchant for running has developed because of different reasons – to jump-start a perfect day, when I feel fat and ugly, when I get too happy and excited, when I get too stressed, when no one understands me and I have no one else to run to (a.k.a. drama queen mode).
Let’s talk about when I get too happy and too excited. Seriously, there are just these obscure times when I get TOO happy and TOO excited about something…an idea, a person, an event or a trip that’s weeks or months from present time that I feel there’s just this great build-up of colossal energy inside me that needs to be released in some way otherwise I will just burst and the sky will be filled with this great big display of fireworks. Poor me. I must calm down and soothe my impatience and so I run.
Just the same, if I experience these ultimate highs, there are times that I also do come face to face with intense stress or even worse, moments of despair and desolation. Sadly, I am that kind of person – like a very naughty kid gobbling cookies and donuts and all the sweets in the world and going thru these sugar highs and sugar crashes – not all the time, though, but just on occasion. So during these moments, I find myself yearning to be on a treadmill and I do run the soonest that I can. With my earphones on and the music on full blast, I become one with the speed and one with the music. I cherish that solemn moment when all I can hear is my heart thumping in rhythm with the music and each step I make. For a moment, it is just me in my happy world, free of any worries. The feeling during and right after the run is just so euphoric that for a good hour, maybe, I even actually forget why I was cramming to run in the first place. Running clears my mind and pulls me back to my state of calm. How awesome is that? Very.
On normal days, sans any extremities of excitement or depression, I still run run run. As soon as my alarm goes off, I just put my shoes on and go. Running wakes me up and makes me alert. Everyday I just feel brand new and it keeps my blood pumping the rest of the day too.
I know I have been running too often lately though. Could it be too much excitement? Too much stress? Have I been feeling down? No matter what the reasons are, I am nothing but happy to have this type of therapeutic mode of release. It is healthy for you to have a ready outlet – a way to release any pent-up emotions you may have – be it an activity, a hobby, dancing, a sport, blog, night out or just plain talking to a friend. Whenever you feel your inner equilibrium is off, your identified outlet will help you release any emotional stress and will soothe your spirits. Running has done wonders for me – maybe you ought to try it as well. Or if you have any similar channels of release, share it with the Running Girl.
Run like the wind
© Karen Cornejo, November 2012