It's raining.
Big deal.
"Just a little rain."
I can take anything you throw at me and spit right back out at you.
This, like most other things, is just part of the journey and if it's my journey today, then so be it. It's no longer about money anymore. It used to be but I'm realizing that though it's important, it's not the prime concern, it's more about racking up the numbers and the feeling of completion.
There are some other hardcore constituents here today:
The black jogger who looks like Angelo Moore, only with hair on his head;
The Skeet Ulrich handle-bar mustache biker;
Some other runners who I see periodically. One new one is a mom pushing her kids on the stroller (it's hooded/roofed).
We are side by side.
Someone posted photos of me as an adolescent yesterday with people who are now ghosts. I have no need for these things nor memories, anymore. I don't hate the people I'm posing with. I used to think I did but I realized recently that the point of it all is to let go of those feelings. "Another day I pray to let go of hate..../I search for inner peace..." - are the lyrics I hear internally as I pass the WFC. Maybe it's b/c I attended a religious sermon recently, I don't know but though I'm not a religious person I am a thinker and I'm trying to become a better one.
I can feel the water in my socks but I am determined to see everything through. This cannot stop me. I've been through worse and I can take it all.
No music. Not safe and probably unnecessary.
There is something to be said about how if you change your physical being - then there is a physio-biological, and pseudo-spiritual change that accompanies it (and probably vice versa). I can tell from what I've experienced that it can happen and it does, and my confidence level is increased wherever I go. No more shying away from challenges. No more fear of failure.
Thank you for reading.
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