This morning's workout was just what I needed. It was good for me - well, the working out part at least - not the getting out of bed part. I love my bed - too much probably - but it's my safe place, my haven, my sanctuary. It's where my thoughts percolate, come to life, become clarified. But my thoughts have been out of sorts this week - need peace, quiet. Time to settle. This morning they were quieted. For an hour, just one hour.
It was an hour in time where the rest of the world was silenced - my breath was strong in my ears, sweat dripping off my forehead. The constant drumming of words, thoughts, diminished. Focused instead on pushing, challenging, fighting every single - jump - squat - pushup. Every.single.one. Only that moment, that movement.
And as the sun came up, my mood too lifted. Every pull of the erg, every step of the run, each movement banishing some of my doubt, my darkness. Each skip, each situp - pushing through - beyond, into a new place. Focus, laser vision, intense. Necessary.
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