Running to a happier state of mind

It seems counterintuitive, but one of the things I’ve noticed since I’ve started running again is that my mood has improved. When I sleep in, I feel groggier than I do when I get out of bed at 4:30AM, which sounds kind of crazy as I’m typing it out. But it’s true. And grogginess leads to grumpiness. Grumpiness leads to anger. You get the deal.

But, in a strange way, it makes sense. Coming off that runner’s high after a seven-mile run (or longer), I’m exhausted but content. I still long for that cup of black coffee, sure, but I’m no longer that Shadi who cannot deal with a million questions from my oldest daughter, her struggle to pick out clothes or her inability to shovel food in her mouth because said mouth is talking a mile a minute.

Those things are still frustrating, but exercise puts me in a place where I can internalize that frustration. And that’s good for pretty much everyone in my immediate vicinity.