Running and Knitting

Was thinking about running today. There's this one guy who runs without fail everyday a couple of miles; they call it a running streak. They get sick, they run, they feel bad they run, they feel good they run. So pretty much they cultivate the good habit of running, when I run a couple of yards, I start losing my breath and start feeling like my legs are lead. But there is only one place where I am like this.

Knitting's kind of like that for me. I feel bad, I knit, I stay in bed, I knit, I feel good, I knit: I only stop when I run out of yarn.

Sometimes people need a rock in their lives. An activity or person who keeps them stabilized and sane, that they can turn to again and again to keep them on track. That's what knitting is to me. It's a safe haven where I can turn to against the storm. I can create and build knitting dreams and live in them.

So life moves on and knitting like a red thread in a otherwise drab garment moves with it.