The past month has been extremely difficult for me. As time went on, I seemed to be sinking into a depression just a little more each day. About 2 weeks ago I realized that something just wasn’t right, and it wasn’t "just one of those days" again, it was so much more.
When depression starts to set in, for me, motivation seems to be the first thing to go out the window. As you can see by the lack of my blogging, my motivation was long gone. Not only has blogging been none existent, but homework, running, cooking, cleaning, my marriage… they have all seemed to be suffering.
The good news is… I have gotten out the door everyday since January and still completed 5km. The bad news? Some of those days have been walking rather than running. To be exact, 10 of those days. The best news of all... I have realized that there is things in my life that I am unhappy with. Now I can go about changing that.
Running has given me the ability to take some time for myself. While I am out there pounding the pavement, I think about everything imaginable. It has given me time to determine what I am unhappy with and more importantly what I am going to do to create the future I want. It also gives me the ability to work off any anger or stress that might be weighing on me.
I honestly feel that running has allowed me to determine early enough that things weren't right. It has given me the strength I need to kick my feet, and now I am well on my way to the shore!
