This is what keeps me sane. The gym. Without the gym, I would be a wreck. When I have a bad day, I know it can be easily fixed by a few miles on the treadmill. Nothing makes you feel more alive than the pulling and contracting of your muscles, your heart pounding in your chest or your breath moving in and out of your lungs. I run because I can. I run because I want to and I run because it makes me happy.
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| Three and a half miles. Yeah...I'm proud. |
Today was kinda rough. My car broke down so i had to walk to work in the snow. My eye is swollen so I had to talk to everyone at work and pretend that they weren't staring right at my eye but all of those things mean nothing once my feet are in motion, hitting that treadmill and kicking out those miles. I love the feeling of feeling alive. My bad day doesn't stand a chance.
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| The ultimate motivation :] |
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