eggs & bacon.

There is something very intriguing about the first road-run after a downpour of rain.  

All week long, my mind and body pounds out the pavement, leaving behind a filth consisting of the unnecessary angst, frustration, guilt, remorse, and self-criticism that comes with my oftentimes inconvenient desire to perfect every aspect of my existence.  

Such ‘running therapy’, so I call it, allows for each step to become lighter than the previous, even though I am expending an incredible amount of energy, breath and hard-earned sweat.  

After a downpour, that layer of toxic residue has washed away and the pavement has been renewed much like my post-run outlook on all things, ensuring another successful week of positive energy. 

Although I have been a consistent runner for over a decade, the miles have been readily increasing over the past few weeks and I must say it has really become a powerful contribution to my daily activities as well as my ability be a difference maker!