“Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.” -Rumi
Not quite sure what took me so dang long, but I did it! I finally managed to gather my courage, get my butt in gear, and attempt the run commute that I have been pondering for, ummm, a year? As usual, my fear of doing was much much larger than the actual doing.
It’s pretty ridiculous the number of different ways I had convinced myself that running to & from work in order to ramp up my mileage and minimize the time I spent away from my son on the weekends was just. too. hard. I had 5 million reasons. It took trying it one time to realize just how powerful my negative thoughts really were, and just how transformative experience can be.
Running to work is a small, seemingly inconsequential (in the grand scheme of things) action, but it breeds momentum and helps kick my inertia & fear to the curb. I needed a push off the dock & I am so grateful for friends and family who encourage and support these small victories. One of my goals as a mother is to at once be my son’s ‘soft place to land’ and at the same time, be the one who nudges him to continually push past his comfort zone.
I love this from Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet:
“You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.”
My plan is to run commute 3x per week between now and CCC100. If life gets in the way and I need to be home earlier, well, that’s what the bus is for. (the bus that won’t hit me while I’m running) 🙂
A few observations from my first run commute to & from work, 9.5 miles each way:
- I am very lucky. The route I take involves about 2.5 miles of ickyness each way (busy loud stinky traffic), but the rest of the route includes the following: tranquil island roads, sweet farms, fragrant blooms, gorgeous gardens, llamas (!!), friendly cyclists & pedestrians, sparkly waterfront, a bridge crossing over the strait connecting my little island to the peninsula & a shortcut through my favorite trail system! Not to mention, the quiet morning calm and the warm evening sun. Seriously, what’s not to love??
- Part of the deal I made with myself was that these runs would not be “fast”. I am allowing myself to run along at a very easy pace, simply running from Point A to Point B. This is key. No pressure.
- It’s kind of lovely to arrive home from work knowing that I logged 19 miles that day, without too much effort.
- Last but not least, THIS: My fear of stuff is very silly. As trite as it sounds, I Just Needed to F’ing Do It.