Running fear and mommy fear

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Running fear and mommy fear

The road less traveled

On the first day of 2011, I decided to run the five miles to my parents house, and treat them to my best wishes for the new year. For a minute I hesitated about which road to take: should Itake the bike path which would probably be less slippery, or the more scenic and interesting route?

It didn't take me very long to decide: I'ld take the road less traveled. It's much more interesting, and I don't get to take it very often. The first two miles, it was just fine, and I could run to my heart's desire. But then suddenly it turned into an ice rink, and I had no choice but to stop running, and make my way gingerly across the ice.

No matter how carefully I put my feet down, they kept slipping away.
'I knew it! I should have taken the bike path!' I grumbled to myself. 'The bike path is the road much traveled, and I would have been able to run, instead of shuffle!'

But then I realized: the road less taken, may not be the easiest, but that doesn't mean it's not worth it! And I felt my anger and frustration melt away, as I made friends with the icy streets. I adjusted my footsteps to the slippery snow, and told myself: 'Even though this road isn't what I wanted, I'm going to let it tell me how to travel on it.'

And as I arrived at my parents house I felt this great joy about the road less traveled. It was so worth it!

The road less traveled