I started my run in sunlight today … even took my shirt off.
An hour and a half later I finished in the pouring rain. I’m not sure if it was negative ions or what, I only know I loved every step. The harder it rained, the easier everything became.
I have always loved running in rain. Since childhood I can remember feeling like I could just keep accelerating … the harder it rained, the more boundless energy I felt.
Today was no different.
Three years ago I was told I would not run again. I did not accept the diagnosis and instead sought out a second opinion. In so doing I learnt the power of hope. Now that I am running properly again I am aware of what an enormous priviledge it is and just how lucky I am.
So I enjoy every minute. And my swim today was also glorious. The people who shared a lane with me were friendly and courteous and I even got to chat with one lady who swims a mile a day, 6 days a week, with great discipline. An unexpected surprise … and entirely pleasant.
Back home I enjoyed fresh food, a good hour on the computer … and now an early night.
Life is good!
