When I run I feel most at peace. I love being outside and when I run I feel the most connected to God. (Although after all these years of doing it, I finally realized that was what I was feeling) As I run on a trail and pass by the different trees and flowers and grass I take in all the different sights, smells and sounds of nature around me. The different colors around me in nature as well as the different surprises I see along the way are never the same from run to run. I think to myself, how can I get bored on a run when there is so much to beauty take in? God made this for us to enjoy and so often we are speeding by both literally and figuratively.
I hear my breathing and from it's slow, steady rhythm I start to calm my racing thoughts. I feel so alive and thankful that I have my legs to carry me, my arms to pump in rhythm with my legs, my lungs to breath in the fresh air and my ears and eyes to hear and see all things. Everything working together perfectly. On some runs I do a lot of thinking, while on other runs I don't want to think. But the beauty of it is, I alone, can choose. These runs are my brief adventures.
I spend time thinking about these wonderful gifts that the Lord has given us to enjoy and I am so thankful for them. Thank you for this breeze. Thank you for the river I run next to. Thank you for the different shades of green that I see. Thank you for blessing me with such a loving husband. Thank you for giving us two beautiful boys. It feels good to be alive.
I took some pictures of this particular run to try and capture some of the things that I see and experience.
This is the entrance to the trail I usually run. It's a mile in no shade to get to this point. My first gratitude, to enter the shade of the trees.
It's peaceful to be here. The shade provided by the trees is a welcome gift. On the left of the trail is the Brandwine River and I can hear the water flowing as I run along side of it. I wonder who is faster, me or the flowing water? :) Picture this same trail on a snowy winter day.
These next two pictures are a thwarted attempt of me exploring beyond. The trail is going to be extended, but must have JUST been fenced off. The week prior, I had discovered this and ventured out on the trail a bit. But alas, it is now closed off...
And I come across this! Another path that is an entrance to the state park.
At the top of the hill and the dam. Having a look at where I've been. See the water below? That's from the dam.
And so now on to the "trail running" part of the adventure. I see at the top of the dam, is a trail. Obviously used by mountain bikers. So I continue on with my run, and here are some pictures of the trail I ran on.
I was running around the lake. And was but a few feet from the water. Passed a few bikers along the way too.
Do the people in the sail boats see me?
Decisions, decisions..do I take the left path or the right path?
A secret spot in the lake.
This is as far as I went. I turned around from this point and went back the way I came. Put on my headphones and listened to some Pearl Jam, Alive.
So this is just one of my runs, my adventures, my time with the Lord, my time to recharge and be better for it. And this is why I run.