Running Through My Veins

It's a Sunday morning as I type this and I find my self itching to go out for a run. This is nothing new of course as I am always thinking about running. But as I sit here thinking, my thoughts go back to when I was a younger. I remember going outside and just running around. Usually it would be in the front or backyard of our house. I remember how much I enjoyed doing it and it really help clear my head and let my imagination run wild. Of course at the time I was not aware of the health benefits of physical activity and I really was not doing it to stay in shape. But I loved the feeling I got from it and I continued to do this up to my teen years. If you read my first blog post, you will see that I just recently discovered my passion for running. But maybe it's been there the entire time and I only just recently became conscious of it. Looking back, I believe this to be true. I would find an excuse to go outside and just run around. I was not the type to sit in front of the television or play video games all day. I was very active and enjoyed being outside. Shortly after I got into high school, I started focusing more on weight training and my running slowly dwindled down. As I entered adulthood, this passion for running got tucked away somewhere. And it was not until after I had lost motivation all together and gained weight that I started picking up on running again. This ultimately led me to finding that passion for running that was hidden away. And now that it's reignited, I feel whole again. To some, this may sound crazy, but to me, it makes perfect sense. You could spend your whole life not doing what makes you happy or you could find your passion and look forward to each new day doing what you love.  For me, my happiness is running. Because running is in my blood.