This week I did something I haven’t done in seven months. I went running! Well to be really real, it was actually a walk-jog. I got injured a couple of months ago and I’ve been too scared to put my all into running again in fear of re-injuring myself. This post isn’t really about that (mini) success but rather how barren it was outside.
Everything in the park was dead and I didn’t see another person for miles. I think I counted maybe three people in total while I was out there. The last time I went running along this trail was late July-early August of last year; before the trees fell bare and the grass tinged a straw-like yellow. The desolate vibe I was getting from my surroundings made me think of a quote I saw floating around on Tumblr. I’m not sure of the exact wording but it’s along the lines of: Be patient with yourself. Nothing in nature blooms all year long, so do not expect yourself to do so either.
It was a much needed reminder to be easy with myself that I feel I should pass along to my readers. Periods of dormancy is so necessary. Sometimes we get so caught up with life that we forget to take care of ourselves. We forget that we don’t have to do it all. We forget that nothing blooms all year round and we don’t have to either. In a couple of weeks, everything will be green and the tulips and dandelions will be back (hopefully the love bugs wont get the memo). Stop living in the past and don’t worry about the future too much. Take care of yourself until it’s time for you to bloom again.
When you’re feeling stagnant, do you beat yourself up?
(hint: you shouldn’t)