I have a love-hate relationship with running. Some days I find it insanely easy and I feel like a hero. Some days it's so hard and I end up walking more than I run. My running ability is heavily influenced by my mood, so if I'm feeling anxious and worried, I find it much harder to keep running than if I'm feeling happy and content.
Having said all of that, I always feel better after a run. Always.
The great thing about running is that I can do it anywhere as long as I've got my trainers with me. It gets me outdoors in the fresh air and I tend to pick routes that are scenic and as natural as possible. I've learnt to distract myself from my complaining legs by taking the opportunity to look around and spot squirrels and rabbits.
And for me, that's the key with running. It's not about grinding out the miles, it's about taking the time to look around and see the flowers come into bloom, or the family of ducklings grow. It's about realising that I'm stronger than I think I am and that my body can do amazing things. Most of all, it's about taking the time out to do something just for me and being proud of myself when I finish (even if I did walk a bit).