A Run on the Beach

I woke up this morning at 7:30 to run on the beach. (somewhat uncharacteristic of me, but it happened) I figure i ran for about four miles, okay to be honest I ran about 2 and walked the other 2. But what matters isn't the distance I traveled, it's what happened while i ran.

For the first time in a long time I cleared my mind, i thought about everything I needed to think about in that first half mile and for the next 3 and a half my mind was empty. I liked that. I liked not being worried about things. I was able to let my mind wander and i was able to really take in my surroundings. I saw a lot, and i felt a lot.

I saw families with young kids walking together on the beach. I saw what might have been the slowest game of fetch between a woman and her dog. (I actually grabbed the ball and threw it to the lady as I passed by because I saw the dog had other intentions and i thought the woman might never get there)

I did some serious thinking and self evaluating on the walk. i have made several conclusions about myself.
1. i am a thinker, and i think about things others just ignore.
2. i fear weakness, and the thought of being weak drives me.
3. i notice things, things i doubt others care to notice.
4. i like writing, both poetry and my everyday experiences.
5. i have a good family, a very very good family.
6. i have the best group of friends anyone could ask for.
7. as much as i say i don't care what people think, i really do care.
8. i like little kids, sounds creepy, but i miss being young and innocent

If you actualy made it through this post then thank you for taking the time out of your day to do so.

happy thanksgiving everyone