I didn't run on Friday. The reason is unknown. I had time. I thought about running all day. But when it came I just...didn't. I wasn't lazy. I wasn't getting out of anything. I am not exactly sure why but it happened.
Regardless, sometimes the best thing to do is take a day off, because today went fantastic and I haven't felt that good on a one mile run nevermind a two mile run. I really feel like I am slowly making my way into my element and will be going up to 3 miles a day in the next few weeks.
Things are headed in a positive direction...at least for now.
One thing interesting on this run was when my golden jesus chain somehow got out of my shirt and kept on hitting me. It's never happened before, but for some reason, I'm assuming my neckhole on the shirt was too big, the chain kept slipping out and constantly hitting me in the chest. I guess becuase I am writing about my day to day actions I can see symbolism in day to day happenings.
I was very religious in high school. I was a leader of religious retreats, a eucharistic minister, and I would sometimes organize 24 hour prayer services. It seemed in college that I really lost sight of my religion. I can't say why. There was no catastophe or tragedy that I experienced and I still dig God and all of that. I am just not into it as much as I used to be.
I don't know what this has to do with anything. But it is something that is on my mind.
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