This morning a great emotion came over me while on my run. For the first time, I started to cry as I ran. Emotion bursting through Katy Perry’s lyrics in my ears, telling me to take the world and show it what i could do.
I remember when I was younger and I couldn’t run for more than 30 seconds, yes that’s right:30 seconds. It’s a pretty long time from the perspective of a fat kid. I longed to run farther, not faster but forever. Run, Corrine, Run ! But now, even though I’m not a marathoner, I am happy that I can and enjoy running.
It finally clicked. The methodical, meditational and simple flow of running. Even last year through my triathlon, the running part was hard, I didn’t think I would make the short 5K. This morning I felt unstoppable. I felt the wind in my hair. I felt smelt the fresh air. I sobbed the tears and I ran.
I am a firework!
coreelynn 