I was all set to do my C3 Workout this morning. The plan was to do chest and tris along with cardio and core work. But when I was out, I drove by this hiking/walking path I had heard about and thought maybe I would start with a 10 minute run. It was too beautiful to be inside.
Well, I started on the run thinking I’d keep turning right and do a simple loop. Little did I know that there were twists and turns leading to more paths that led me to incredible views of the changing leaves and a reservoir that seemed to reflect the reds, oranges, and yellows like a mirror. I felt inspired and invigorated! What a rush.
OK. Ready to take the next right and find my car. No such luck. The next turn opened up to another long winding road. I noticed a girl running up ahead and used her as my guide. I figured she must know the way back. She stopped at the next fork in the road and turned around to ask, “Do you know if this leads to the parking lot?” Oh no, she didn’t know the way either. “I don’t know. I figured this would loop around, but it just seems to keep going. Guess that’s the beauty of running outside. You don’t have a choice but to keep going.” (I sounded so confident and hid my growing desire to be done.)
So we kept going, finding more beautiful views and feeling more interesting sensations in my hamstrings. Funny thing is that I used to run pretty often. I started at 19 and by 23 was getting up by 6:15am to run 6 miles. Over the years, I have learned that my body appreciates variety and reminds me not to do the same activity on consecutive days. I really do need to change things up to prevent aches and pains and to get the strength and maintain a size that works for me. This was partly why I developed C3 Workouts – a way to challenge my body with moves I could do. But somehow, I started to think that I wasn’t capable of doing long runs anymore. Maybe losing my way was the universe’s way of telling me that I can do more than I think I can.
I started to really feel the rhythm of my run and let go a bit. At the same time, I kept thinking the end of the road was around the next turn. And then I saw the most encouraging sign. It was a white sign on a wooden post with black letters that read, “Parking Lot” with an arrow. I felt the adrenalin rush that comes with that last push to the finish. After 1:03:29, to be exact, I strode toward that metal chain that separated the walkers, hikers, and runners from the lot of parked cars. I made it! I did it! I was not expecting to have a breakthrough today. Yes, it was physical, but it was also somewhat spiritual (hope that term doesn’t freak you out). I found myself in a situation where I could have turned around, stopped, or dig deep and push forward. What I found was in the moments I stopped worrying about finishing, when I forgot that “I can’t run”, when I dug deep and put one foot in front of the other, I felt free and enjoyed the process. That’s letting go and being in my Groove.
"Running is the greatest metaphor for life, because you get out of it what you put into it." -Oprah Winfrey
Wishing the best to the NYC Marathon runners this weekend.