You can't run away

I've been pretty regular about getting some running time in at lunch over the past two weeks. It's kind of been an escape.

Friday will be two weeks that my brother got the shocking news that he has cancer. I've been going to work, spent a fair bit of time staring at the walls, a little work and looking forward to getting out to run. The first day out I found myself trying to run away, much the same way I found myself trying to wake myself up but I couldn't. At some point I realized I was awake and it wasn't going to go away. While running I guess I realized I couldn't run away from it either.

This week I've found it an escape to head out and run. It doesn't change anything but it gives me 40 minutes of peace.