What do you do to cope?
I’ve been a lightbulb (on & off) runner for the past 6 years. I’ve held a subscription to Runner’s World for much of that time, have bought subscriptions for friends, and provided some of my old issues to other runner friends as part of the “reuse” subscription plan. I’ve run solo, and in good company, with friends and with virtual strangers.
Many of my friends are runners. Many of my neighbors are runners. We run in fair weather and foul, at all hours of the day and night. We run fast, we run slow. We’ve been running for years, or are starting right now, today. We run in beat up gear, old race shirts, or the latest must-have shoes and technical shirts. We run for fitness, we run for health. We run so that threats to our inner-calm get pounded out through our soles, instead of manifesting in more destructive ways. We run for many reasons, some we share publicly, and other times for reasons known only in our hearts.
The events on Monday sent a ripple through my friend group. No, none of my friends were running in Boston that day. Yes, we all felt shocked at how closely that hits our hearts – it could easily have been us or another loved one there. My thoughts are with those who were at the Boston marathon on Monday, or had a loved one there.
I’ve written before about how hard it is to feel helpless as we seek to cope – it feels all we can ever do is just be good to the world around us, and try to do no harm. In fact, I feel the best way we can actively combat senselessness is to do sensible good. Random acts of kindness will outweigh the senseless acts of violence – especially if we seek to make it a regular, ongoing part of our lives.
But when the thoughts all bubble up in my head, I find myself taking out this sanity-busting helplessness the best way I know how – by going for a run.
“This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.” – The Dalai Lama
Sasha may be the shyest social person you’ll ever meet. She joined Verity in 2009, with a couple years in the Credit Union Movement already tucked under her belt (amidst coffee-making and bagel-slinging, running a non-profit, and trying her hand at farming).
An eternal optimist (except, you know, when she’s not), she enjoys exploring her surroundings and having adventures with friends; yoga, running, reading, writing, and good food. Though not a remarkable cook, she is nonetheless a sincere one and admits she’d be better if there were three more hours in every day. When not doing one of the many activities mentioned in the previous two sentences, she counts herself lucky to be peacefully at home, cuddling with her partner and their cat.