I had a girlfriend in college who thought being tipsy/drunk revealed honest emotions. I countered that tipsy/drunk didn't reveal honest emotions but uninhabited behavior. We never went farther than consensual groping.
It's an interesting contrast now, as many of my rambling writings are done in the evening after a few sips of bourbon, no groping involved. My thoughts and fingers seem to work more fluidly at this time. Practice from my younger day? Is this honest emotions or semi-drunk uninhabited behavior? I'm glad I'm not back in that college dormitory.
I wish I could type my thoughts while I run. That is when I reflect. Movement is an important part of my mind's ability to process. That worries me, as I am experiencing more issues with my feet that have the potential to restrict my movement. Arthritis, gout, broken tendons. All are threatening my ability to continuing to run. I fear not just losing the time spent reflecting, but also the satisfying feeling of finishing a workout drenched in sweat, the feeling of lungs being stressed, legs tired, mind/body fulfilled. Can I reflect if I can't run? How will I experience the spiritual feeling of body-mind-soul coming together?
I often think that Jesus would have been a runner. He moved. Walking was his primary means of movement. It allowed time for reflection, introspection, contemplation. Something many modern day interpreters of Jesus' thoughts do not participate in. "Never trust an idea arrived at while sitting down." Seems like a good philosophy to me.
Movement allows you to feel not only your own struggles, but the struggles of others. A beauty of running is that a plodder like me can feel the same exhaustion, hurt, and joy of the elite runner. A training run can be difficult, yet it allows time for introspection, honest emotions to surface. Something the plodder and the elite can experience.
Through movement, emotions are explored.
Ben Blankenship, Craig Engels, Kyle Merber (all 2016 Olympic Trials Finalists), and another guy with great facial hair!
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