Just do it …

What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?

Running to work is my daily dose of magic. As soon as I lace up my running shoes and hit the pavement, I’m transported to a world where my problems can’t catch up.

You know, they say the early bird catches the worm, and I wholeheartedly believe that. There’s something invigorating about the crisp morning air and the empty streets; it’s like the city belongs to me, and I’m one with its heartbeat.

I feel like a modern-day Forrest Gump, except I know exactly why I’m running: for that adrenaline rush, that natural high that lasts all day long.

But it’s not all about the physical kick; it’s also about mental clarity. As I wind through the streets, dodging sleepy commuters and leaping over puddles, my mind starts to do its own form of gymnastics.

It’s as if the running strips away the cobwebs in my head, and ideas start flowing like water down a river. By the time I make it to the office, I’ve already brainstormed a half dozen solutions to yesterday’s problems. I’m dialed in, ready to rock and roll.

Another part of the joy is the element of surprise. You never know what you’re gonna stumble upon during these runs. Maybe it’s a hidden mural on a forgotten wall, a street musician playing a soul-stirring tune, or even a random act of kindness from a stranger.

These little gems sprinkle some extra stardust on my already uplifting journey, making each run a mini-adventure. Life’s not a sprint; it’s a marathon, and these discoveries are like water stations, rejuvenating me just when I need it.

As I approach my office building, sweaty but smiling, I get this sense of accomplishment that’s better than any cup of coffee. Some people dread the daily grind, but I’m stoked for the day ahead.

I mean, if I can conquer five miles before most people have even hit snooze, what can’t I tackle? I feel invincible, like I’ve got the world on a string. I take a quick shower at the office gym, change into my work attire, and sit at my desk like a king reclaiming his throne.

The sentimental kicker? Every stride is a tribute to a younger me, the one who couldn’t even run a block without gasping for air. I think about my journey, my ups and downs, and how running has become more than just exercise; it’s my moving meditation, my flying carpet, my fountain of youth.

And as I fire up my computer and dig into my workload, I’m reminded that the best project you’ll ever work on is yourself. I’m not just running to work; I’m running towards a better, brighter me.

And let me tell you, the view from here is pretty darn spectacular. (clint)