i hate running

I do. I hate running.

but I love the feeling I get when I do it. I love the adrenaline. I love the endorphins. I love the challenge.

there is always this inner dialogue that goes something like this:

"this sucks."

but if I keep pushing myself I will go faster/harder/stronger than I have before

"yeah, but it sucks. just quit. you did a good job anyway"

yeah, but I can do better.

"but no one is going to judge you for stopping now."

yeah, except for myself. and I am all that matters.

.......

and then, I run. and I go as far/fast/long as I set out to go. and if I think I can do more, I will. sometimes.

 

the beauty of it is that as human beings we are programmed to run. we ran from predators wayyy back in the day. at least, I think we did.

it's something that any relatively healthy person with 2 working appendages can do, yet many people don't. is it because they can't? no. for some, maybe they don't want to- and that's fine, i get it. but to others- they think they CAN'T. and they are WRONG. It's in your head. it's all in your head.

our minds are tricky little bitches that can either hinder us or push us into new places. it's so crazy how it works. of course, I have no idea how it works, but it is crazy!  I am completely infatuated with the human brain and thought process. it truly is an amazing thing.

we are either our own biggest fan, or our worst enemy.

which are you?

[i realize this is a commercial, but it still speaks]