fresh air

march came around, and with it, rain. RAIN! i almost forgot what it felt like to fall asleep to the soothing sound of raindrops, to walk through deep puddles, to run with fresh air filling my lungs.

ever since i started swimming laps, i've felt less of a need to run. (which scares the hell out of me since running is my everything)! the ease and flow, the steady motion, the full body workout that comes with swimming have brought so much balance into my everyday. just as i find solace through the steps of my run, i am able to seek refuge in the strokes of my swim. and it's a glorious thing - to to be stripped of the daily grind as i take a breath in, out.

but as the rain cleared the air, wiped away the grit, i felt a tremendous urge to run. an obligation to run. it was as if my body knew that i needed to be outside, replenishing my lungs with new air, bathing my body with the perfect chill. my run this morning reminded me why i do it, rather than solely swim: it keeps me in tune with nature, and as such, i am reawakened.

and it was all because of the rain.