I run to keep up with the myriad of thoughts. To lose the helplessness felt when a child needs reanimation. To feel comforted, replaying kind words in my head. I run to forget everything, because all that matters is my pace which needs to be higher. And my feet which need to move faster. I run to promise myself anything, if only I complete the next 100 metres.
I run to keep my distance, to keep my cool. To think less, to hear nothing but the sound of my own breathing, while all I really wanted was...
I run so I'm unable to complete any negative thought.
Watch me early mornings, late evenings, mid night even. I'm running like my life depends on it - because my life depends on it. I run to be the first, to exchange heartache for aching muscles, nausea and exhaustion. I run because it's sunny or because it has finally stopped raining. I run because walking does not make hail feel any better.
I run to keep at pace with my life. I run because I don't care who yells
at me or whoever tries to make me feel insecure: I'm here for me.
I run to stay.
Are you having trouble staying motivated? Watch this.
For what is each day but a series of conflicts between the right way and the easy way...