A reminder to honor the small child that still lives inside you. No matter how old you grow remember who you once were and how much that person deserves to be loved!
The other day as I was driving to the gym I noticed two boys and girl running down the street, probably on their warm up for gym class. I couldn’t help but notice how they would start and stop running at random intervals. They’d sprint, then stop to catch their breath, and continue on at a slow jog. Just this simple act of starting and stopping when they felt like it got me thinking. It made me so nostalgic for a time when we weren’t constantly concerned with pushing ourselves…finishing things out…and competing with others.
Sometimes I think it’d be nice to go back to the days of carefree abandon. The days of only being concerned with the here and now. Not worrying about the future, what next crisis will come up, or how we define ourselves.
Wouldn’t it be nice to revisit the time when we didn’t feel the need to define ourselves as runner, a yogi, or a crossfitter.
When movement was natural not planned.
When we stopped when we were tired and continued only when we felt ready…not because of a workout timer or a judgmental voice inside.
When we ate till we were full and pushed away out of satisfaction not because we’ve made a rule for ourselves about how much we’re allowed to eat.
The days when laughter was abundant and stress was an unknown.
When our only obligations were maximizing enjoyment in our day.
When we only thought about the next time we’d see our friends rather than the next time work was due.
When the weekends weren’t as magical because everyday held the potential to be awesome.
When running with friends meant tag instead of a certain amount of miles.
When we wore watches with our favorite cartoon characters on them rather than ones that tracked numbers.
When the only thing about our steps that we cared about was whether our light up shoes were working.
A time when skipping a meal wasn’t deliberate but rather a result of a surprise trip for ice cream too close to dinner.
When we wouldn’t hesitate when offered a taste of someone’s food and free samples were like little Christmas’.
When holidays were a time of joy not a cause of worry about weight gain.
When we viewed the world in a simpler way.
When we were curious and eager, instead of reserved and skeptical.
Back to the simple times of childhood, when there was just less thinking, and more living.
Let’s all try to get some of that kid-like mentality back. We get so stuck in our routines and ways. We plod along through life thinking that this is as good as it gets. When in reality, we were much happier when we just didn’t think about everything so much. We gain wisdom as we grow, but with that wisdom comes worry.
Here’s to getting back a little of that child-like freedom. To letting go and just being.
And just like that little girl and boy, here’s to stopping running when we are tired. Running with our legs or running around our heads.