Moved in Moments
I recently have been getting into the ESPN 30 for 30 series. I just watched 'Into the Wind' by Steve Nash and Ezra Holland. I literally was sobbing through the epic human experience that is Terry Fox's journey as an amputee from bone cancer running across the entire country that is Canada to raise awareness and money for Cancer Research. Please watch it. Tonight. Also, as you may know, my Dad lands down tomorrow to rock Vancouver with me and run the Seawheeze 1/2 Marathon on Saturday. I am absolutely overwhelmed with excitement and gratitude.
So this morning, I went for an early run on the Seawall in Vancouver. It was the perfect running weather with mild temperatures, overcast skies and the Pacific Ocean by my side. I rocked out to my playlist titled "Running Shoes On" and felt strong this early AM as a non-morning person.
Along the way, I felt sudden rushes of energy through my body that actually caught my breath patterns. Choked up, almost. My heart pulled a bit and I felt a welling in my tear ducts. In those moments, I realized I was so overcome at the thought of running with my Dad and crossing a race finish line with my Dad, I would almost start to cry. And then, all of a sudden, being in Canada just sparked the documentary I had watched last week with Terry Fox and I wanted to cry for him, too. I wanted to run for him, too.
Just rushes of insane and intense emotions that actually made my run so fast.
Made my run so enjoyable.
Made my run so fulfilling.
And I recognize now that this is possible in life. When we are moved and inspired by other's actions, we can feel it in our own body. We are moved both physically and emotionally. We feel joy and fulfillment, if we choose to truly see others.
I want to live life like this everyday.
Inspired by others.
Moved in moments.