Running Diary, Week Four: Not a running diary at all
Due to a few things going on in my life, I didn’t feel like writing a post today. However, upon looking at the calendar, I realized it’s an important day today. It’s been one month since I started the blog.
One month isn’t long but over the last few weeks I’ve grown to appreciate the ritual of writing and have interacted with some fantastic people online. In this short period of time, I’m starting to find my voice in a very crowded space, and understand my changing role in these new (to me) communities. I’m turning a corner in terms of my mourning and learning more about myself in the meantime. I resist calling this my journey or path, and I try to avoid speaking in platitudes so what I’ll say is that this blog has helped me, a lot.
A few months ago if you had told me all of this was happening – that my life would be turned upside down – I wouldn’t have believed you. Part of me still anticipates waking up from a very long and horrible dream but that’s not the way it goes. Bit by bit and little by little things change; life keeps going. When you stop to assess, you suddenly see that you’re so far from where you started, and whether you like it or not, it’s better to go forward rather than go back.
This is something I keep telling myself, both in terms of my training for the run and my daily life. It’s always better to go forward. Other than that, not much to report in terms of running progress, only that it’s going slowly. Slow can be good, as long as you’re moving.