I don’t like running. Never have. My lungs burn. The muscles in my legs scream bloody murder.
But we all have those moments.
When our heart beats like a mockingbird’s wings.
When our brain pounds inside our skull.
When our vision is blurred by crimson red.
When our hands shook and our lips tremble.
We can’t run away from our problems.
But we can put on our running shoes, our earphones and leave them behind for a short while.
Our lungs burn. Our heart jumps. Adrenaline pumping. Our breaths quicken as the pounding in our head slows down to a dull throb.
Energy spent. Empty shells remain, devoid of emotions.
The body cools down. The head clears. Regrets avoided.
And then we can begin.
To breathe again.
To be human again.
We can all use a run.