The streets lay deserted on this sunday afternoon, while the sun stays hidden behind the clouds. It seems everyone has decided to stay inside and indulge in hours of staring at the TV while a bunch of grown men run around with a ball and from time to push and shove each other. (That is my take on the Superbowl)
However, I decide maybe it is time to go for a much-needed run. After days of short runs, I feel this is going to be the day I run a long 10 miles. I like running on the empty streets, I can actually sing out loud and not worry about who is gonna hear me or more like who I will scare off with my off-key singing.
My upcoming vacation is what is foremost on my mind, all the things I still need to get done, along with flashes of my résumé that I am working on.
However, I keep going, the cold wind blowing in my face, which hinders my running, but does not stop me from going mile after mile. When I lose motivation to run on cold dreary days, I think of what another runner told me “you are cool ass if you run in cold weather”. I laugh thinking of his comment, barely paying attention to the music playing in my ears, while my mind is too engrossed in everything else.
Around mile 5, I start thinking if I want to continue or head back home, when my ears perk up to these words “you say I’m crazy, cause you don’t think I know what you’ve done, but when you call me baby, I know I’m not the only one”. (Sam Smith)
My eyes well up with tears which start streaming down my face, I don’t know what it is about that song and that line, that always gets me, no matter where I am or what I am doing. I suppose it might be the fact that ‘I am crazy and I know what he has done’.
As much as I want to turn back home, the song, the tears, motivates me to continue running. 10.5 miles later, I return home, song forgotten, tears no longer streaming down my face, just happy that no matter what, I did run 10 miles and to me that is the part I want to remember.