I’ve got some sort of inter-seasonal itch. I’m ready for winter to be over, but I’m not ready for spring to start quite yet, because that will require coming up with a garden-planting strategy, not to mention having to address all those weeds that are sprouting up like…you know…weeds.
I’m unsteadily balancing between the seasons, which, this week anyway, means: restlessness. I’ve resumed hanging pictures on our walls, something I haven’t bothered with in months, and the pile(s) of clean laundry which usually lingers on top of the guest room bed has lately been disappearing suspiciously fast. I’m more prompt about emptying the trash cans, and filling the dog’s water dispenser. So I guess this restlessness is good for my productivity?
But it can also bring irritability and an utter lack of focus. A couple nights ago, I found myself with a little time on my hands, and energy, but no desire to really DO anything. It was weird, and vexing.
Running is the best antidote so far that I’ve found for this. When I feel like I’m about to jump out of my skin, lacing up my Nikes and heading into the fresh air usually brings me back around. Strangely, it feels like the opposite of the “runner’s high” notion: it grounds me.
Actually, when I stop to think about it, it makes perfect sense: what better way to come down to earth than to feel your feet making contact with said earth?
When I’m running, I’m focused on moving forward. That is all. It’s very simple. I don’t have to think very hard, other than the basics like “don’t get run over by a car.” Outside, the addled, unproductive thoughts that build up in my mind — sometimes creating a destructive little tornado, other times just causing a bottleneck in there — are free to fly right out.
This doesn’t mean they won’t ever come back. But my God, it can be a relief.
And mental clutter aside, the random physical energy (whatever the reason for it) that needs harnessing? One word: hills. I don’t know about you, but my neighborhood is rife with them. I’m not always thankful for them — quite frankly, it’s closer to a 50/50 ratio — but right now I LOVE them. Talk about channeling and purifying every kind of energy the body and mind can generate: running up hills will do it.
Shaking out and shaking off, getting rid of the garbage – running is an internal spring cleaning.