Greyness surrounds me. Rain pounds me. I jump over pools of water, and if I’m not careful I may end up swimming instead of running.
Taking inspiration from my surroundings usually pushes me forward to complete my nine kilometres, but today my motivation for finishing is a hot shower.
If a stranger offered me a million dollars or a steaming hot shower, what would I do? Hmmm, I’d still take the shower… no, I’d take the million (I’m not that desperate). It’s these running days when I try to visualize the sunshine and warmth – the contrast of miserable vs uplifting. Yes, I’m whining, but my positive attitude washed away with the rain.
If I were running the ‘First Half Marathon’ event, which is about to start, I wouldn’t think twice about the rain. But since it is only my usual Sunday run, my enthusiasm is lacking. I slog my way home.
Fast forward two days…
But today on my Tuesday run, I am feeling my surroundings – it’s sunny, beautiful and exhilarating.
I don’t need a hot shower or a million dollars to keep me running!