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And then I came across this gem, and it struck a chord with me. Running is for sure my therapy. I don't run fast or far, but 100% of the time, my mind is clear and on track when I finish. And I was in desperate need of clearing my mind of my own lazy tendencies.
I did run tonight. And when I finished, completely drenched in sweat and breathing like I had never run a foot in my life, I laughed at myself. I laughed because I did, in fact, have a clear mind. I did have a smile on my face from accomplishing 3.5 miles. I did feel amazing. And that euphoria has lasted all evening.
Remind me again why I try and talk myself out of this?
Friends, what is your therapy? What honestly truthfully clears you mind and gets you on track?
Have an awesome day!