Saw this the day before:
Source: The Running Week on Facebook
Man, how powerful this quote is.
I remember there was a time many years back, having a similar sentiment as I huffed and puffed through a difficult bad run - how bad could it be? - at the Stadium tracks.
"Not everyone is as fortunate as me to have these limbs to run."
"Not everyone has the ability like me here, to be able to even experience this suffering if they do not have such an intact healthy body."
And that was how I got myself through.
It was nearing a trip to Japan with my family, and after that humbling running insight, I reminded myself how so, so lucky to have so many things in my life that I have not appreciated. To be able to suffer in a choice that I have made myself is in itself, a blessing. What's more I was soon to be enjoying an overseas trip! How many people could do the things I have planned to do?
Fast forward more than a decade later, I was met with this quote as a distant reminder.
Bad Runs, they still appear.
In between those years, I probably had forgotten to remind myself of such a blessing this suffering is.
In fact over these years, I have been lamenting the lack-ofs, unaccomplishments, not-yet-haves, why-me-nots, etc.
Had I been more mindful of appreciating such little sufferings as blessings, my life would perhaps be totally different. It might be teemed with much more true abundance, more satisfaction, more wholesomeness and happiness, if not, a more grateful, loving and compassionate being in motion.
After all, bad runs are here to inform us what are the good ones!
Every run, good or nay is part of the collection that propels us forward in reaching our goal in steps.
And a bad run is a blessing.
It is never too little.
Never too late.
Gratitude.
NOW.
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