Wednesday, January 25, 2012


feet pounding
lungs heaving
muscles burning
sweat pouring

With the pace set, my feet travel ever forward in a quest to run as far as I can as fast as I can and hope that it is faster and further than yesterday.

The wind sweeping over my face, the sounds of the world awakening in my ear, I glance around and try to memorize in detail the sights that greet my eyes.

I run for the sheer joy and freedom of the ability to run. My thoughts tumble one over the other as I try to keep my feet from doing the same.

Hopes, dreams, aspirations - these are my companions occupying my heart and mind encouraging me to be more, do more, try more than I am right now.

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