Sometimes a nice routine run is what I need. You know one of those runs where you don’t really have any lofty goals or times that you are attempting to achieve.
The ones where you just let your mind wander and go places that you haven’t gone in years.
That’s about all I remember about this 5.0 miler, well other than the slime that comes out when frost is leaving the dirt road down back. Which makes things a little less fun for the type “A” runner that I tend to be? Focusing so much on how I am running, trying to meet those pace goals and just generally training, not enjoying the running.
Then again stomping around in the mud sometimes brings out the little boy in me and about the time I got down on Blake Road, I had a big smile on my face and was hitting a few puddles that I could have avoided.
No, I didn’t wear my white Meraki’s, instead I was playing around in the Cloudflyers and acting a like a little kid again.
Something about playing in the mud brought back memories of being at my Grandparents house in Newport and how I used to go out on the corner and stomp around in the big mud puddle that was always there when it rained. Then how the town would set out the old oil pots with actual flames to warn drivers of the puddle and how I would go out and splash water on them.
My grandfather would get so mad at me because he had go out and re-light them.
Yeah, memories of another time and place.
Sometimes that is what running is for, to bring to the surface old memories and make you think about things that used to be. No, not all the memories are great, but sometimes those are the ones that you need to face and then put them in the proper places in your life. Then you can move on from them or deal with them so that you can.
Yeah, today was one of those runs where I put to bed a few more bad ghosts too, that I thought about after playing in the mud, remembered how they made me feel and looked at them as the adult I have become, not the child I was when they happened. Things ain’t always the way I remember them, when I look at what I thought happened from a different perspective.
A bit of a retrospective run when it was all over and while I felt pretty good after it was done, I think it was more the psychological side than the physical. 🙂
Putting old ghosts away is a something all of us need to do sometimes.