Running the Boston Marathon

Today is the Boston Marathon. Running Boston is something that is on my list of things to do in life, but obviously I’m not crossing it off today. Today I’ll barely make it walking around the block at a nice leisurely pace. But I will get that walk around the block in.

I miss running. That’s probably the hardest thing on me right now. When I’m running regularly I get time with my thoughts to sort them out. When I’m running regularly I sleep better. My body functions better. I enjoy pushing my body to go a little further or go a little faster, or just enjoying the fact that my body moves. I love watching the neighborhood go through its yearly cycles as I run past trees and birds, yards and kids. I feel like I’ve accomplished something when I’ve gone for a run that day. I end up right back where I started but I’ve gone somewhere.

Running has always been part of my life. My mom recently sent me my very first running suit – a red and white sweat suit with the word “Princess” on the back that my dad got me for our runs together.

Running goes back further than I remember. And I’m really looking forward to getting back to it again in a few months, introducing my own little one to that thrilling feeling of the wind against your face.