Apparently, my greatest strength is my ability to think. However, I have always believed that thinking is my greatest weakness. I think, trying my best to control the world around me. My thoughts turn to worry. My worry turns to anxiety.
I wake up in the morning, thoughts swirling in my mind. How can I see “Now Hiring” signs on every corner and yet not have a job?
I open my eyes. I slip out of bed and walk downstairs to eat breakfast. What am I doing with my life?
I eat my breakfast and clean the dishes. How can I pay off my loans if I have no money?
I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth. What makes me think I can travel the world?
I tie my hair into a ponytail. Why can’t I just be happy?
I open the door, letting the sun hit my face. Why can’t I stop THINKING?
I start running.
Suddenly, I only have three thoughts in my mind: my breathing, my stride, and my destination. Breathe in, breathe out. Don’t tense up your muscles; don’t hurt your knees. Run to the end of the block and turn left. I feel the sun on my face. I wave at the mail man as I pass his truck. I focus on my breathing, making sure I push myself without going over the edge. I feel the strain on my muscles and it motivates me to keep going.
I stop worrying about the future. My concerns don’t matter anymore. All I can think about is making my goal for the day. When I run, anxiety disappears. Running from my feelings may actually be a good thing in some cases.