Running Fool

From age 15 to about age 21 I was a running fool. I would run anywhere from 5- 13 miles a day. Running was my happiness, my outlet, my enjoyment, and where I based my self esteem. I was good at it. The reason I was good at it was because I figured out the trick to running. Running has nothing to do with your fitness, leg strength or even your shoes, running is all about mind. You have to be focused, determined, and for me able to block out the world, including my own thought. I learned this skill so well that I almost became numb. An old boyfriend of mine would often ask what I was thinking, and I truthfully told him nothing... which was frustrating for him and probably one of the reasons we ended.
Today I would give anything to be thinking nothing. My brain is always full of thoughts. Thoughts about my kids, money, relationships, family, church calling, my kids, business, my hubby, and on and on and on. I would give anything to block out the thoughts for even just and hour a day so that I could be that running fool again...