I love running in Arlington, my new home in northern Virginia.
I love it because on super cold mornings, when I think I’m the only one who’s crazy enough to jog outside, when I’m cursing the fact that I can see my breath, a pack of Army guy will come running toward me, two by two. They’ll be dressed entirely in fatigues and carrying packs of gear.
It makes me smile every time. Because no matter how much it sucks to run when the temperature is below freezing, at least I’m not carrying a heavy backpack.
So if you’re feeling sorry for yourself, or sick and tired of your situation, or simply weary, take a moment to look around. You’ll likely notice someone who’s carrying far more baggage. And that’s guaranteed to help you pick up the pace.
Photo credit: Flickr’s Lizard10979