Perseverance and Patience

Happy Wednesday! How is it that the work week seems to drag on, but anytime you’re on vacation the week flies by?! I guess it’s true when they say time flies when you’re having fun 😉


We have had three absolutely beautiful days here in North Carolina; meanwhile I hear that Michigan is supposed to get 6-12 inches of snow tonight and tomorrow! While I love winter, I can say that I am at that point in the year where I am not sorry to be missing it. We will see how much is still on the ground this weekend when we drive back home!

Yesterday morning I set out for my second run back since taking two weeks off when I got sick. Overall I’d say this run was pretty successful! The weather was perfect, and there is a trail by the house we are staying in which was excellent.

Running in shorts for the first time each year is such an incredibly liberating feeling. It’s so freeing to finally throw on light clothes and head out the door. The feeling of sunshine on your skin for the first time after a long winter fills you with optimism for the upcoming season of summer running and refreshes the soul.


I think I really needed this run. While I could still feel the pulled muscle in my lower back from a few weeks ago, this run filled me with tons of excitement and promise for my running comeback.  This run made me realize that I probably am not quite ready to get back to my normal training just yet – however, even with this realization, I still felt excitement for running that I haven’t felt in a long time.

Sometimes part of being a runner is knowing when it is important for you not to run. Running has been challenging for me in the sense that it tests my patience and challenges me to preserve through times when I would rather just throw in the towel. There are times when I get so frustrated and impatient that I would rather just continue running through injury or illness, even if I know it will make things much worse in the long run. There are times when I think I might just quit running because I am sick of waiting for my body to heal or my mind to get back to its happy place on runs. 

This is what makes running great: it challenges you when you need it but are too prideful to realize it. Patience is one of my worst skills, and right now I am being challenged in that particular area. My run yesterday gave me hope that I have made progress in healing and am getting closer to returning. It also showed me that the excitement and joy running brings me has been found again as well.

For that, I am grateful.

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