You say I’m crazy…..

The streets lay deserted on this sunday afternoon, while the sun stays hidden behind the clouds. It seems everyone has decided to stay inside and indulge in hours of staring at the TV while a bunch of grown men run around with a ball and from time to push and shove each other. (That is my take on the Superbowl)

However, I decide maybe it is time to go for a much-needed run. After days of short runs, I feel this is going to be the day I run a long 10 miles. I like running on the empty streets, I can actually sing out loud and not worry about who is gonna hear me or more like who I will scare off with my off-key singing.

My upcoming vacation is what is foremost on my mind, all the things I still need to get done, along with flashes of my résumé that I am working on.

However, I keep going, the cold wind blowing in my face, which hinders my running, but does not stop me from going mile after mile. When I lose motivation to run on cold dreary days, I think of what another runner told me “you are cool ass if you run in cold weather”. I laugh thinking of his comment,  barely paying attention to the music playing in my ears, while my mind is too engrossed in everything else.

Around mile 5, I start thinking if I want to continue or head back home, when my ears perk up to these words “you say I’m crazy, cause you don’t think I know what you’ve done, but when you call me baby, I know I’m not the only one”. (Sam Smith)

My eyes well up with tears which start streaming down my face, I don’t know what it is about that song and that line, that always gets me,  no matter where I am or what I am doing. I suppose it might be the fact that ‘I am crazy and I know what he has done’.

As much as I want to turn back home, the song, the tears, motivates me to continue running.  10.5 miles later, I return home, song forgotten, tears no longer streaming down my face, just happy that no matter what, I did run 10 miles and to me that is the part I want to remember.

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About my random musings

I am originally from South East Asia and I moved to the US about 15 years ago to follow my heart. My heart has since been broken a few times, but I continue to be on journey of trying to mend it. I could talk about running, baking or writing in a small crowd, but put me in a room full of strangers and I will be the one standing in a corner people watching. When I am not writing or running, I would be in my kitchen, flour strewn all over the kitchen counters, music playing in the background and me just rolling and folding dough, excited about what my creation will turn out to be. Besides that I love passionately, when I love, I give it my all, not always a good thing, but that is who I am. I jump both feet in and sometimes I come out with regrets but having learnt a lesson. I believe everything happens for a reason and this is my place to share bits and pieces of my life, my adventures and sometimes misadventures. Hope you enjoy reading my stories as much I enjoy sharing them with you.
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8 Responses to You say I’m crazy…..

  1. Gosh, that song was sad! So was the video of it. You really have something to look forward to – your vacation!! Yay! Think of all the fun you will have…

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  2. I know what you are talking about. Some songs and lines just get you because they speak out of your heart. I very often get emotional during running and listening to music. Don’t know what it is. Maybe that you are on your own, focused on the rhythm and the music, alone with your thoughts…

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  3. I totally understand how that song would make you cry. It has the same effect on me. It’s just one of those songs that can be applied to so much. major hugs.

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