If you ever wanted to see just how limitless the range of authentic human emotion can be, look no further than the marathon finish line. In a mere matter of seconds you will see it all. Pain , passion and pride. Joy and regret. Big toothy smiles and wet, uncontrollable tears. Clarity. Humility. Honesty. None of it contrived, all of it real.
It is amazing what we can evoke by simply moving our legs and pumping our fists.
The physical benefits of what truly focused activity can do for our bodies is somewhat universal, but the benefits it offers our minds, well that, is often personal.
Some of us keep moving to stay ahead. For others, every step forward is a chance to look back. It is about reflection and redemption and resurrection. It is about losing ourselves and finding ourselves.
We have to take a moment and recognize just how lucky we are, us, the runners, the cyclists, the physically active. With each run, or bike ride, we are a given a blank canvas to paint any emotional color we so choose. As the blood flows, so do the feelings. The harder we push on the outside, the more we feel on the inside. Each time we sweat we are given an emotional second wind. A chance to let it out. We go hard to breathe easy.
Motion creates emotion, and that is good for the heart
Tags: Personal reflection