I am so proud of everyone who ran, walked or crawled today. It was an admittedly tough morning thinking of Smuttynose, and how gorgeous a day it was for a beachside half, that I couldn’t be there to run too. I am only human. I wallowed for a few moments, letting myself feel blue.
But only a few moments. I am trying to practice mindfulness in much needed areas of my life. I’m not great at it. Not even good at it. It’s called “practicing” for a reason. I slapped myself across the face, kicked myself in the tush and out the door with the pups.
There is a lot to be learned from challenging yourself to be fully present to the moment you are actually in, instead of longing for where you thought you might be.
It was beautiful. I got to walk with my husband and our dogs along my favorite four miles and let my “feet kiss the earth with each footstep” to quote Thich Nhat Hahn. I spent the day with loved ones, and was present to witness the blessing of a baby (an unexpected gift of grace), to break bread together and to laugh in the company of good friends. Run the race you are in.