I am not one to get worked up easily. My emotions are certainly not something that I wear on my sleeve or express too often (unless you’re VC – who is guffawing right now) but seriously I remain calm in most situations and am the one who people come to to make logical decisions.
Unless my trust is broken …
Over the past few weeks I have been dealing with some distress in my home. Not to go into much detail but basically someone who was working with us betrayed our trust. That sounds dramatic, but it’s the truth. I hold my family close, I keep my kids safe, and when that safety and trust is broken … it turns out I am a bit of a wreck. This morning it all sorta came to a head, and when I went out on my run this afternoon I was coursing with emotions. Angry emotions. Anger at myself for trusting in the first place and anger for that person for betraying me.
I spent 8 miles sorting it out … thinking about what I could have done differently, thinking about how I move forward and thinking about how my anger wasn’t doing anyone any good. At the end of the run, I had literally left my anger on the streets of Manhattan.
Its a run like this one that reminds me why I run. For therapy, for sanity, to find solace and sort things out. I am a better person 8 miles later, a better wife and mother …. I have a smile on my face and I’m ready to face the world.
Sometimes a hard place in life makes you want to crawl into bed and close the blinds. I feel that way too … but I choose to run through the tough times and I am always always thankful that I did.
How about you? Is therapeutic running for you?