Today was the 4th time in five days that I ran. I felt almost 100% confident and free on my treadmill run.
Often times, when I can really relax in running, I sing songs in my head, and almost dance when I’m running. Earlier this week, I was so fixated on maintaining prorper form, to mitigate touquing and twisting, I could not truly relax. Today I was at peace.
Two days ago I ran the same duration, with my body telling me this was far enough. Today, I felt as if I could have run for 2 hours. Today, my mind won the battle, not my body.
I exercised ambition, yet practiced restraint. I sough achievement, and found prudence en route. My body is all coming together.
I am coming back.
