No Time Like the Joyful

Waking up today, my body was sore but happy. I went on my first run in quite some time yesterday, and it was absolutely refreshing. With my new shoes on, I couldn’t help but push myself to try and complete a 3-mile run.

While I pushed myself a little too hard, and felt the pains of being out of shape, I felt inspired. I’m not sure if it was the fact that I ran on International Women’s Day, or that I was wearing comfortable shoes, or that the weather was perfect, but everything just seemed to align.

Even as I stopped to walk during my run, I was joyful.  

For the first time, my attention fixated on my excitement in getting back to running. I chose not to waste my time comparing this version of myself to past versions. What inspired me were the possibilities that lay ahead.

There has never been a moment or time like this before. I was reminded to treat it as such.