There’s something about running that allows me to finally exhale — not just physically, but emotionally. It’s like a pressure valve releases. My mind, usually cluttered with anxious thoughts, finds space. And for a little while, everything feels lighter.

Tonight’s run was 6.36 km at an average pace of 5:48/km. But stats only tell part of the story. This run was more than a number. I set out knowing it would be something different — something defining. This is the beginning of a new chapter for me. Episode 1 of what I hope becomes a long, evolving series: a log of where my body, mind, and life go when the road stretches ahead.

I pushed harder than usual tonight. Maybe because I had something to prove to myself. Maybe because I finally allowed myself to believe I'm getting faster. Whatever the reason, I walked away with a new 5K personal best — 27 minutes, 56 seconds. It might not be elite by anyone else’s standard, but it means the world to me. Because I earned it.

Running has taught me a lot, but the biggest lesson is this: it’s not really about the physical. At least not entirely. For me, it’s 75% mental — a battle between the voice in my head that says "stop, slow down, give up" and the quieter one that whispers "keep going." That whisper is getting louder.

I didn’t come to running looking for fitness. I came to it trying to stay sane. Staying healthy is just the side effect.

I’ve been running for nearly two years now. Last year, I ran my first full marathon — The Fredericton Marathon. The only goal I set for myself was to finish, and I did. It took me 5 hours, 10 minutes, and 30 seconds to cross that finish line. It wasn’t fast, and it definitely wasn’t easy. But it was mine.

Since then, I've shifted focus. I want to get faster. Stronger. More intentional with my training. And nights like this — where I see progress — remind me why I keep showing up.

I’m closing in on 2,000 km logged on my Nike Run Club app. That number isn’t just distance — it’s proof of consistency, of struggle, of small wins and big breakthroughs. And it’s just the beginning.

I have some big goals. Some I’m not ready to say out loud yet. But I’m building toward them with every step I take.

Tonight’s run gave me what I needed.
A clear mind. A full heart. And enough peace to sleep.