It’s been a long day. Started with a 4:30 wakeup with a work emergency. I had to go straight in on the next train, so no run or crossfit like I planned. Ripples from the work issue preoccupied me most of the day until I caught a slightly early train out of the city. Exhausted and barely staying awake on the way home, hoping I don’t miss my stop.
The afternoon is humid in that pre-storm kind of way. I throw on my shoes and head out for a sticky 6. Legs starting to come alive after a full weekend of running. More interested in getting home as quickly as possible than recovering for tomorrow’s track workout. Showered, made dinner, and then went to pick up my son from soccer practice and attend a parent meeting.
Such is life. In the grand scheme of things, these are minor challenges. At church yesterday, the sermon focused on being thankful in all circumstances. Not necessarily that life is going to be peachy, but being grateful for what you have. They showed a video that stuck with me. A man praying that he’s struggling, to show him what he has to be thankful for. It then follows him through the next day and the countless ways he is blessed - a bed to sleep in, a car to drive to work, a healthy heart.
Likewise in running. Not every run will be great. Some will be painful. You might have to cut it short or skip it. For the most part, if you are a runner you’ve got a lot to be thankful for. Just being able to move and have the strength to put one foot in front of the other is a blessing.