As you know, I love running. It’s changed my life for the better in a lot of ways.
And it can turn around a lot about a bad day.
But you know that running is better than therapy thing? Sometimes, but sometimes you just need therapy. Running can make your perspective seem better, but it can’t actually solve your problems.
Nor is it actually medicine, although it can help long-term with a lot of what ails you.
This afternoon, I had a work luncheon with our team to celebrate accomplishing a big goal. And then, again, my stomach bothered me.
Last night, I’d texted with two of my coworkers about running this afternoon. It was going to be gorgeous, and I was so excited to take a little time at work to spend some time running with my favorite people.
But I came back from lunch, and my stomach was upset all afternoon…again. We started talking about when we’d change, and I thought I shouldn’t go.
I knew if I didn’t go, I’d go home in a really bad mood. As they started changing, I almost got teary. Screw it, I said, I’ll come. If I had to stop or turn around, I’d just do that.
There were a few parts where I thought I’d need to stop, but I ended up being okay.
I got back to work, and my stomach wasn’t any better, but it wasn’t any worse either, and I’d run 4 miles. Which is still a net win, right?