A Runaway Night.....

I had two finals today. One from 9-11AM and the other from 6-8PM. I already felt unhappy about the first test, but the second one brought out more emotion. A little while into the test I felt like vomiting. I wanted to cry as well. I couldn't wait until it was over. I needed to get away, and more importantly, I needed to run away. I got out, held in my tears a bit, walked quickly to my apartment, and then changed into my running clothes/shoes. I was excited to run, I needed it more than anything. It was a time that reminded me why I called this blog Runaway Girl-always running from something.

I ran away for awhile. I didn't have a set distance. I just wanted to keep going. It didn't matter where I went, just as long as I was running. I was going at a pretty good pace too. My emotions drove my legs, my feet. My music spoke to me. It was around 8PM and there was a bit of misty rain. I RAN. I didn't care about my knee, or how my stomach was feeling (my diet hasn't exactly been the best), but I cared about getting far far away. I didn't want to go back to my apartment for fear of sitting in sadness and possible crying some more. I rather run, and if tears come then fine, but at least I am running.

I took some turns and eventually ended up near my brother's place. I didn't really want to go there, so I tried to go on other streets. It wasn't the best choice because I ended up on streets that weren't so lit, and I actually got a bit scared. I was in my own world. I ran so quickly down some dark streets and eventually saw "Brook St.", so I knew I was by my brother's place. I debated which direction to go. Going back and forth slightly, and then finally decided to go toward my brother's house and text him. I arrived at his house, called him, and that was my final destination of my run.

That was the right choice.

The run I had today was the most beneficial run I have had in awhile. There is something about running at night that really clears the mind. Plus I had a real purpose. I had to get away, and far away. Running was my best option. I didn't hesitate either. It was a clear decision to me.

Running is therapeutic. It's more than just physically healthy. Here's an interesting reading I came upon: Zenhabits. It talks about the zen of running and I can really relate.

When angry, sad, or just feeling like you need to get away from something.....RUN.

I've missed running and I am so glad to be back. :)

Runaway Girl