I'm new to this blogging world and don't know if anyone will read it, hell I probably wouldn't but I needed an outlet so this is my outlet. I've always have been able to communicate better in my writing then my words. I can't always speak my mind, so I thought I'd give this a shot. I don't always spell the best (thank God for spell check), and sometimes my sentences don't always flow so don't judge because I swear I won't judge you. Well maybe a little, probably not though.
I'm currently training for a marathon the Eugene marathon to be specific. I wanted to take a trip do something different, go out on my own so I chose Eugene. There happened to be a marathon during this time I wanted to go so I said hell with it I'm going to train for a marathon. You probably think I'm crazy who in their right mind would want to run 26.2 miles for fun on a vacation. Yeah that's me I would. I've heard it all so you can't tell me anything new about how crazy I am. Anyways there is a point to this.
I've had a few snags in my training such as a sharp pain here and there, I'm a stubborn, competitive athlete if anyone knows me I WILL NOT stop for anything. So therefore take a day off and pray it will go away and usually does. I've been very fortunate with injuries that way. I LOVE when they just go away.
Today I had a 45 minute run. Granted 2 days ago I just had my big one six so I was not looking forward to running through soreness. I woke up and it was raining, windy, and just downright dreary looking. Did not make me want to go but I needed it. So I reluctantly pulled on my shoes and out the door I went. Little did I know something would change me out there. I've been running for so long a little over 12 years now that runs don't change me anymore. They are just runs, a routine, something I've always done but once in a while I'll have a run that does. That lights something up inside that makes me realize things. Crazy how it happens but it does.
I started to avoid all the puddles, and mud on the streets or sidewalks because I didn't want to have wetter shoes then I was already going to have. Then I realized, it's down pouring why am I avoiding the puddles and mud. I'm going to be soaked anyways. I remembered when I was little how I would stomp and jump in the puddles go slide in the mud. Why was this missing? What happened to me?
I like to make an analogy to life. I've lived on the safe side of life for so long that sometimes I forget to get a little muddy or jump in the puddle. I like to take the sidewalk instead of taking risks right out into traffic. Lately I've been taking more risks I think everyone needs to experience some risks of jumping in the puddles and just having fun with life. It makes it hell of a lot more interesting.
I'm currently at a crossroads in my life and people are constantly on my case of what I'm going to do. I'm 24 years old are you really supposed to know what exactly what you want to do at 24? I'm young and I make mistakes. I'd rather jump in the puddles and get a little muddy then not experience it at all. I had a good friend help me realize this. I'm not going back to that sidewalk. I think people need to get out of their comfort zones and realize what is important to them. Take risks you NEVER know what you might find out there off that sidewalk. People are too concerned about doing the right thing and not whats right for themselves.
My advice go dance in the rain, or in my case run. Jump in some puddles come back soaked it will be be a lot better then just letting the storm pass or using an umbrella. I promise you won't regret it.
Till next time,
Alice.
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