I was thinking that today while I sweated through a 7km run through the trees that 4 months ago would have been a meaningless easy jog. I was fit then, at my peak of marathon training. And as much as I'd like to think I'm not the type, I was taking it all for granted. Again. Because that's what we do when things are going well.
And then I hurt myself. It wasn't the first time. I won't be the last. I'm reluctantly sure of that. I love running though. Deeply, probably abnormally. I can't imagine not having it in my life. I'm sure at some point that'll change but for now, a simple jog became a clear moment for me to enjoy something I love.
So wherever you are in your training cycle, no matter your sport. If you love it I hope you pause occasionally and appreciate it. It'll come and go and thats ok, just notice it every once in a while.
Thanks for visiting. I have several cool articles I want to write, the ideas are noted in my "idea book" but I hate doing a shoddy job of things so be patient. Happy running!