I don’t run to lose weight.
I don’t run for sexy legs (though that’s an added bonus)
I don’t run to come in first place.
I don’t run fast, and I don’t run to beat you.
I don’t run for the clothes.
I don’t run for the flashy sneakers.
I don’t run for bragging rights
and I don’t run cause its cool.
I run to live.
I run to breathe
stronger and deeper and clearer breaths.
I run so I can brag to CF that I can.
I run for those who can’t.
I run for the sound of cheers when I cross the finish line (in 5,000th place thank you!)
I run because it feels so. damn. good.
I run for the rush.
I run to clear my mind.
I run because if I don’t, it means I’m not trying.
I run for the fatigue,
and the sore legs,
and the exhaustion,
and the (salty) sweat
that proves I’m fighting.
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