Some days when I run, I feel like an eagle that can soar to limitless heights, with amazing potential and the strength and energy to tackle any run. Other days, I am a slug; no energy, no motivation, no strength. The exhaustion of only a few steps screams at me to quit. The run feels like it has absolutely no value or purpose. The run just isn’t worth it.
What do we do when we feel like the slug in life? What do we do when getting out of bed is a chore? Perhaps the drudgery and monotony of the emptiness of our daily routines makes us feel valueless and purposeless. Perhaps pain is the culprit that makes us feel like isn’t worth living anymore. Each day is darker than the last, with no hope of any changes on the horizon. What are we to do?