There are times when life is challenging. I don't know which way is right or wrong. I get caught up in the moment and let my emotions take over...but when I run...when I run, things seem to fall into place mentally and everything begins to make sense. 

I have been running since I was 14 or 15 years old. At first, it was for the love of track and field. I got a taste of competition, winning and glorification that I had never really had before. It wasn't until I was about 19 years old and I broke up with my first real boyfriend that running took on a whole new meaning.

The day of the breakup I was so confused, frustrated and angry I just headed out the front door, barefooted. I ran all the way to my high school track, which was right across the street and I just ran until I could not run any more! It wasn't the smartest thing I had ever done.  I developed blisters to prove that but that day, running relieved me of so much pain. I was able to move on and "get over it"!

Now that I am older, running is a necessity. Like everyone else, life loves to challenge me at work, with relationships and, of course motherhood. When I don't run, it's hard to put things into perspective.

Not everyone enjoys running and I get it. There are days that I can do without it myself but for me, it's instant therapy. I can quietly think and put the pieces of my life's puzzle back in order.

Find your way of running. It could be a bike ride, a long walk or even gardening. Find something that will put things in perspective for you and stop making decisions based off of your emotions.

I am not perfect in any way. I have made a lot of mistakes but now that I am running again...consistently...I am re-teaching myself how to be myself and keep things in running perspective.