Free

Are you free?…what is free?

Free (n,adj): not under the control or in the power of another; able to act or be done as one wishes.

Yes, there’s this type of free. It’s a healthy kind of free when you’re not attached to someone’s will 100% of the time. We all have free will. We’re given the options to live however we wish and to bear the consequences of our actions. Free will is probably the greatest and worst gifts in life. Let me explain. On one hand you’re given the chance to do whatever you dream and there’s no boundaries to how wild your dreams can be too. The world is your painting before you waiting to take on all shades of color. Now the downside…isn’t too much of a downside because you can try to cheat the system. Being realistic! You may not become president one day, however you can make waves of inspiration in other forms – perhaps not the form you expected.

Free (v): release from captivity, confinement, or slavery.

I think both definitions of free are important. But aren’t verbs more fun? Of course.

Now if you’ve ever worked a retail job – you know of how 99.9% the shifts pan out. Often times it’s a wrestling match with your inner self to force yourself out the door and to the punch in clock. It takes lots of mind trickery to convince yourself it’s worth it and that it matters in the end. Hey it pays the bills, doesn’t it? Lots of days I come home feeling brain fried, but not from “working” – from the mental strain of being present. How do you escape those tireless negative thoughts? I run. It’s so simple to the point where just the idea of it boils my blood like a chicken noodle.

To escape the complexities and demands of the world is something we must all put time aside to do. It creates breathing room between what you love and what is necessary. That buffer is SO healthy. It allows you can keep your sanity in check when you think you’re losing all your marbles. Running to me is a relationship with mind, body, and soul. It sounds ridiculously cornish but bear with me. You must balance the three equally. Don’t pay into treating your body like king because your mind will take a toll and you honestly might be running for the wrong reasons. Running to keep physically fit, yes that’s fine. Running for fun and the love of movement, that’s my line of thinking. When you lose sight of the reasons you set out to do something you love –  it becomes a chore. It’s a sad happening. It makes me unhappy just thinking about it. There have been times when I get out the door and the entire run from start to finish is a unfortunate grind. Thankfully there are little things called rest days to revamp your attitude and body.

Inspiration from Anna Frost:

A little update here. After my CT scan, the doctor’s first found my ankles to be asymmetrical. I thought my Aryan heritage meant I was scot free from imperfections?! Actually, it was a doctor’s miscalculation because there was more radiation circulating in my left leg. After all this I saw another podiatrist yet again. In true 30 second commercial fashion, he said I have plantar fasciitis. THAT’S IT?! GOOD OL’ PF! Man, had someone only told me earlier there would be no reason to dance through the medical field’s flaming hoops. I’ve been doing more stretches, foot massages, icing than normal to nurse this poor puppy back to full strength. For those who don’t know what plantar fasciitis is – it’s a tearing ligament that runs from your heel to the ball of the foot. I have tearing in the heel area.

The good news is it’s getting better. Funny story I want to share. The other night I was icing normally with a cold pack underneath my heel. I got wrapped up in whatever I was watching on my computer, and got some freeze burn from prolonged icing. Bad I know, but it’s a distracting pain from the real problem. Sham wow!

In running news, yesterday I ran on the gym’s dreadmill and got such a high…higher than a kite! It face lifted my mood more than spinning on the stationary bike ever could.

More to come peeps. I’m not prepped enough to run the Boston’s Prep race on sunday, but there’s no stopping a train.