I think I really want to run.

I heard a song from the rotten mud band, “she hates me.”.

For me, I can also take this opportunity to break up with the fear that has plagued me all my life.

I felt ridiculous and a little ashamed – as if I were doing something improper and invisible.

I have never done any vigorous exercise before.

I run for a few seconds, take a few steps and stop.

I’m afraid that divorce will become another excuse, which makes me shrink back, makes me more closed myself and afraid to face the real life.

The length of this song is 3 minutes and 31 seconds.

I wear headphones and search for the right music.

Most people may stay in the stage of “wandering around the door”.

Perhaps the sudden impulse to run symbolizes that the body wants to escape from the cage of the mind.

Fortunately, the situation has eased a lot recently.

The cat didn’t disappear immediately.

Everyone has returned to work and returned to their posts, but we still need to maintain the protection and vigilance against the virus.

Maybe everyone has been lazy recently.

I didn’t run on the prairie or in a downpour like in the movie.

Only the experience of those who have experienced it can really help others.

And I soon began to question whether I was in a delusion – I wanted to run, which is really a strange thing.

The next day, I went back to the alley.

Fortunately, the only living thing here is a cat.

As a result, in the next few weeks, I became ambitious, but I encountered some minor disasters from time to time..

wait a while.

I want to run.

These worries piled up and became more and more heavy, which made it difficult for me to get rid of.

I really can’t wait.

But in these 15 minutes, at least I didn’t cry, which is good enough for me.

To my surprise, I didn’t give up.

I think I ran for about 30 seconds and then had to stop.

When was the last time you ran?” Because of the epidemic, we have been “forbidden” at home some time ago, and finally experienced the taste of banning concubines in the ancient imperial palace.

The first few attempts were sad.

On the contrary, I have been suppressing the need to escape – from my thoughts and negative thoughts, from accumulated and intensified worries.

But there was a force in my heart that overturned all the excuses.

To overcome these difficulties, simple encouragement has little effect.

This song is not my usual taste, but I don’t want to hear any song that will make me cry (almost any song can make me cry), and the lyrics of this song are very angry and just meet my requirements.

I hope those bad emotions and heartbroken feelings will disappear soon.

In the book running saved my life, Bella Mackie tells how, as a patient with anxiety and depression, she overcame various difficulties and improved her emotional and psychological state through running, so as to put life back on track: I still don’t know why I chose running at the darkest moment of my life.

Until one day she did something that her free will had never done before – going out for a run.

When I accumulate energy and run, it looks at me contemptuously.

Bella Mackie was once a patient with anxiety and depression.

I was panting like a cow and my lungs seemed to be burning.

I don’t know what I’m doing or what I want from this process.

If someone appeared in the dark, I would freeze and stay still immediately.

People in the streets and parks have become more and more, but I still haven’t seen a few people who insist on running.

Beset by divorce and deep-rooted mental health problems, Bella suffered from severe depression and anxiety, and even couldn’t find the courage to get up from the sofa to repair her life.

In fact, I didn’t realize what I was doing.

On the other hand, I’m eager to get rid of the stereotype of overeating in dealing with divorce – I’m always eager for quick repair.

“Do a little research.

Run again.

I really don’t want to be seen by strangers.

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After all, divorce is always a good time to try new things.

If it’s good, you can stick to it for a few days.

In this way, I ran for three minutes in stages (three minutes in each stage, almost the length of a song!), Then he went home.

I’m nearly 30 years old.

But in my self doubt, I still picked up the key and put on my sneakers.

Do I feel better? No, Do I enjoy the process? not.

But that song stimulated my adrenaline, so I took a break and started running again.

Two important criteria are met here: first, it is close to home and safe enough; Second, it’s quiet enough that no one will laugh at me.

It’s funny.

This kind of self punishment is too barbaric.

Occasionally, if you want to go out for exercise, it’s just a whim.

On this path, I stumbled and ran with a ferocious face while humming with the roaring singer.

I’m grateful to it; However, as soon as I find someone approaching, I will stop immediately.

The extreme fear of supermarkets dispelled all such grand ideas.

But anyway, I continued to run – always in the dark, always secretly, as if I was doing something illegal.

I’m not ready to run on the playground at all.

On the third day, I came too.

The sentence “she hates me” has been repeated countless times.

It’s really, really difficult to take running as a long-term exercise.

It’s a terrible feeling.

Wearing an old pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, I spent 30 seconds walking from my apartment to a dark alley.