1. comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness
Yesterday was my perfect idea of sweet solace. I’ve been feeling the winter blues lately and when I woke up this morning, somehow, even more so.
I was coming back from a friend’s house, after she let me steal some of her yummy homemade blueberry pancakes and play with her rather dapper pup, Finnley (as exhibited below), and I was taking notice of the beautiful day it was.
My car said the outside temperature was 27 degrees Fahrenheit, but somehow I felt it was a bit warmer. Wishful thinking, maybe?
I wanted to get outside and stretch my legs, if only for a little bit. So I came home, threw on my running gear and headed out to the local nature preserve.
I had reasoned with myself on the drive over that I wouldn’t put too much pressure on myself to run if my leg was hurting me too much. I knew that only a month earlier, I couldn’t run a minute without the pressure in my lower leg beginning to cause numbness in my foot.
With low expectations and butterflies in my stomach, I started a slow jog. It was slower than I usually go, but I didn’t want to push it and it was such a beautiful day with the sunshine and the crisp air, that I wanted to spend as much time enjoying it as possible.
About a half mile into the run, I was planning on my leg to begin to hurt. It didn’t.
After a mile, I thought I should walk because I haven’t run in a month, so I didn’t want to get over-exhausted too quickly. I walked for a mile and then started back up again.
I repeated the same process during mile three and four. By the time I started mile five, I decided I didn’t want to stop, but I did want to press my luck a bit.
Afterwards, I was glad I did! I had run three miles by the end of it and was feeling great and had zero pain in my leg. But actually. Zero (0) pain!!
By the time I was ready for my cool-down walk, I was so happy that I wanted to cry! I have been waiting for a painless run for just about a year now, and it’s finally come!!
Even writing this now, I’m getting all the feels.
I had fallen back into my stride, back into my solace, where I could work out my stress and issues by pounding them out on the trails.
After walking almost another mile for my cool-down, I was exhausted. But the good kind of exhausted where you know that you accomplished something so great that makes it all worth it.
I can’t wait to get back out and run again, but I’m taking it easy today with a bit of stretching and cross-training. Getting back into my running routine will still be a long process, but I’m so excited to know that I can finally begin it with no pain.
I feel that as long as I know I can go out and run without pain, I’ll always have a bit of solace.
Until next time,