My life is one big running metaphor.
“What are you running from?” someone recently asked me.
“Wow- you’re really going to go there?” was the first thought that came into my head, but it did make me think. Am I running from something?
It’s very possible that I am running from stress; the chaos that comes with being a busy, working mom and coach.
It’s possible that I am running away from home, and work, and the concrete jungle that is Dallas.
It’s possible that I am running away from my past, those I have hurt and those who have hurt me. Those I have lost, and those I have found.
It’s even possible that I am trying to run away from myself and the confusion that comes with all that is me.
Aren’t we all running from SOMETHING though? Maybe the question should be “what are you running TO?”
I’m running to freedom, to clarity and to independence. I’m running to success, and patience and hope.
I’m running to be a better me, a better mom and a better coach.
What I do know is that if I wasn’t running FROM something- I would probably be running TO something that was much more toxic.
And so I run, and life keeps on keeping on……