As an active, busy adult, this is the time of day when my stress melts away. Whether I head off to my dowtown gym to run on the treadmill or to my favorite running path, it is my chance to let all of the day’s worries fade away.
The other day, I chose the beach for a run. I am fortunate enough to live in San Diego where there is no shortage of coastal beauty. I was eager to run but tired from lack of sleep lately. I popped in my headphones and turned on Pandora simply out of habit. When running alone I use music to keep me company. I took the first few strides slowly, cutting myself some slack for being poorly rested, but before I knew it I was naturally speeding up to what felt like a tempo pace.
I quickly realized the mistake in blasting music and turned the tunes off. The crashing waves and the patter of my shoes in the sand were music enough. After I ditched the unnecessary noise I fell into a beautiful rhythm. The movement of my body to the sound of the wind and the waves was almost like a dance. I gracefully glided along in a way that felt ... organic, like I was truly born to run. Who knows if I actually looked graceful, but I sure as shit felt graceful. That, right there, is peace by my definition. Peace of mind, body and soul-- all of these pieces simultaneously content.
On runs like these, I drift away to a special little place that I can't quite explain. I know I'm losing all of you skeptics here, but hear me out. I reach this unexplainable place of tranquility in my mind and body. My thoughts are clear and my breathing is steady. It is one of the few times I don’t feel like a jumbled mess. If you know me, you know that my mind moves a million miles a minute and I am often exhausted from racing thoughts. I may not be the fastest girl out there, but I am certainly fast enough to outrun all of my troubles, and that is fast enough for me.
|Ain't no shortage of beauty around these parts|
Maybe one day I will be able to achieve this state of mind on the regular (through meditation or mantras or something of the like), but until then at least I know when the clock strikes 5, I can lace up my running shoes and escape to my own special place where peace is almost guaranteed.