I knew it would happen eventually.
My long runs haven’t been as “OMG best day ever” as they used to (apparently my runners highs sound like 13yr old girls). I was really loving the temps in the 40’s and happy to take out the new kicks today but still felt a little blah and had to really give myself the mental pep talk to get out the door (ok, ok the out of the norm late night/late wake up call may have had something to do with my slow moving motivation).
I was at mile 10.25 and just turned onto Memorial Drive off Brattle Street heading towards Boston where there’s the perfect view of just the Prudential center in the distance since the trees are still bare. Out of nowhere a cop car that was pulled over up ahead put on its lights & sirens and sped up the street passed me. That was all it took for 4.15 Boylston Street flashback central. I felt like I was going to throw up and instantly started crying (thank goodness there was no one else around because I probably looked like a mental case). So after a minute I pulled myself together and did the only logical thing possible; headed towards the Finish Line (yes that finish line is worthy of a capital F 🙂 )
So after my visit to the finish line and 3+hours on my feet I was wiped out, but in a much better mood and back to that “OMG” running mode. With the exception of Ryan, my close friends/fam, and others who’ve had their own experiences from that day, I’ve never went to “Talk” to anyone about it. Except, you know, that confidential realm called the internet via this blog. I’ve found peace, sanity, and joy in running and will probably continue to use the roads as my therapy (how many therapists are available for free, 24/7??)
What’s your favorite way to destress/unwind/zone out?