A few years ago, a friend of mine was nervous about a race she was getting ready to run. Her brother gave her some brilliant advice: Just keep running forward.
He might have followed that up with some smartassery about not going backwards, but I wasn’t there to hear it, so I won’t take any liberties with this hearsay between siblings.
Regardless, this has become an important mantra for my friend and I: Keep Moving Forward.
It is applicable in many situations.
I love to run. I absolutely really truly love it. Even on days like today when I am tired and the last thing I want to do is to start hopping from foot to foot in a forward direction, once I take those first steps, I’m sold. There is something so calming and regulating about running, about putting one foot in front of the other and finding yourself miles away from where you started.
Keep moving forward is the best, simplest advice for anyone who is struggling with running. Fast, slow, whatever…just keep moving forward.
I wish I had words of wisdom about what happened at the Boston Marathon, but I don’t. All I can say is that we all have to keep moving forward. I am sending my love to my friends in Boston and everyone at the race. I’ve been thinking of you constantly.
I actually wrote about running for White Knuckle Parenting this week. I just restarted running last week after taking most of March off and I have been trying to figure out how to get my runs in with my kids hanging around. The trick, per usual, is probably to keep moving forward.