ahhh, to run!
Yep... a lot of post-worthy stuff has happened, although the huge majority of it will probably never be committed to Livejournal, but I thought that I'd post up this little thoughtful post for today.
I started Track practice today with a ton on my mind and a million little things skittering through my head, but you know what made me feel a lot better? Running an H around the school with Donna.
There's just something about distance running which automatically makes my mind relax. While I'm letting my legs settle down into their comfortable, well-known pace, I just... open my eyes. Open them to the clear electric blue of the endless sky above me, to the green grass stretched before me.
The campus was quiet today, much more quiet than a nearby park would be, and I feel safer when I'm running around school versus a park any day... but today it was beautiful. Nothing fancy, nothing better or worse than any other school I've ever seen... but today it was beautiful. You know, if you're quiet enough, you can hear the highway, and the rush of cars always makes me think of a busy river. The breeze was picking up, and the leaves whispered from their high points in the trees, and the moving air against my skin was welcome against the warm sun saturating me with its heat. The campus seemed a little odd without the usual throb of hundreds of student life, and something about it made me feel as if it was resting, waiting for humanity to come and fill the spaces on the grass, to gather under the wings of tree branches stretching out to the horizon.
All this while side-by-side with Donna, running in comfortable, contented, and secure silence.
It's small, random perfect moments like this which make me wonder how many I miss just because I'm too caught up with what's inside to notice the little things happening around me.
I started Track practice today with a ton on my mind and a million little things skittering through my head, but you know what made me feel a lot better? Running an H around the school with Donna.
There's just something about distance running which automatically makes my mind relax. While I'm letting my legs settle down into their comfortable, well-known pace, I just... open my eyes. Open them to the clear electric blue of the endless sky above me, to the green grass stretched before me.
The campus was quiet today, much more quiet than a nearby park would be, and I feel safer when I'm running around school versus a park any day... but today it was beautiful. Nothing fancy, nothing better or worse than any other school I've ever seen... but today it was beautiful. You know, if you're quiet enough, you can hear the highway, and the rush of cars always makes me think of a busy river. The breeze was picking up, and the leaves whispered from their high points in the trees, and the moving air against my skin was welcome against the warm sun saturating me with its heat. The campus seemed a little odd without the usual throb of hundreds of student life, and something about it made me feel as if it was resting, waiting for humanity to come and fill the spaces on the grass, to gather under the wings of tree branches stretching out to the horizon.
All this while side-by-side with Donna, running in comfortable, contented, and secure silence.
It's small, random perfect moments like this which make me wonder how many I miss just because I'm too caught up with what's inside to notice the little things happening around me.