Sneakers and Wine

I ran yesterday for the first time in a while, running more than a mile.  As the group I was running with prepared by setting their playlists, I explained, I never run with music, I love just hearing my breathe and my thoughts, “ I solve a lot of problems when I run without music,” I replied to the “You NEVER run with music?”  I had just finished a workout in which I had really given everything I had and when asked if I wanted to run, my instinct was to say no, as all those familiar doubts and excuses ran through my head quickly; you’re too tired to run 3 miles, you’re not fast enough, bottom line, you’re not good enough to run with this group, get out of this now.  But instead I said, “sure, sounds fun” because the truth is it did sound fun and I promised myself this year would be the year of yes.   The year of saying yes.  Saying yes not in the way of being a doormat but saying yes to new adventures, trying new things, and saying yes especially when a...

Change.  Most everyone has heard the expression, “The only constant is change.”  And for the most part we accept this truth.  But then why do I continue to be so challenged accepting changes as they enter my life?   I look for answers from other people to tell me which choice to make, knowing they cannot possibly decide what is best for me, only I can do that, but then why am I so afraid sometimes to do that?   Change was scariest when it was far beyond my control and thrust upon me.  Changes that no one wants to face or deal with, like illness, loss and divorce.  But then again, I got through that.  Everything kept changing and I had no choice but to go with it. I didn’t want those changes then but I am so grateful for them now. I used to resist change from a place of responsibility to others and their feelings at the expense of my own growth, but it didn’t stop change from coming and pushing me right where I needed to be anyway. I l...