Thursday, April 20, 2006

I Make My Own Mountains



As I came to the top of a hill on my run today and saw this view, I remembered some advice I'd given myself last year when life seemed to be happening at a faster-than-a-speeding-bullet rate like it is now: You don't have to decide everything right now.

Though all those schedules and deadlines might be like that snow on the mountain, life itself is the mountain. It will be there when the snow melts. It will go through another season, looking the same as it always has. It will stand in that same place no matter what the storms may bring. I know life changes but until one's last breath, it's still life. It's still there to be lived and survived and used.

The pressure I'm feeling to make decisions and changes in my life is only coming from me. I can turn it on so easily, it's turning it off that needs work. And I'm working on it. It's going to be a lot easier to get over the mountains and through the storms without the extra weight of over-analysis and doubt.

8 comments:

GirlGoyle said...

Life is like a Mountain...you are right. So like in a good run you set yourself a target finish line, you start at the bottom and you pace yourself. Eventually "the nemesis" will be conquered. God! Sometimes I can just be so wise it hurts! LOL

Bre said...

I'm referencing my shampoo bottle, which says "in the end how you climb down the mountain is just as important as how you climb up. it all comes down to one word, grace."

As for over-analysis and doubt, I say strip them off and climb the mountain naked (metaphorically, of course)

justrun said...

Ohh, both of you so wise and yet, so funny. A lot to take in for a Friday morning but thank you, just the same.

Runner Girl FL said...

What Shampoo are you using!?!?!

Sizzle said...

awesome. :)

justacoolcat said...

You are so philosophical lately. Don't you love clearing your head with a good run?

justrun said...

I know, I'm getting a little deep. I can't help it, I'm moody.

Keri said...

so are you living in the springs? I spent four years there. My daughter was born there. Nice to meet ya. :) or have we met before? it can be so hard to remember in the vast blogosphere...