I particularly did not want to go out this morning, I was whiny, it was humid and I said I was going to run hills since we don't have many in arizona.
After a little pushing from my soul mate, I left and attempted to conquer a neighborhood hill.
There was nothing about this hill that said run.
It was a struggle, it hurt, I wanted to stop...but I didn't.
And when I got to the top..I was surprised at the view..and it became clear.
It seems as though you are unable to see the beauty when you are in the struggle, but when you finally get to the top, the perspective is grander, more beautiful, and sweeter than you expected.
In my case, I hadn't even imagined there was a view..that opportunity had not even crossed my mind..I was so deep in my own misery that I was jaded and could not see the possibility. But once I did, just like that, the pain was gone.
I took off and ran it four times.
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