I'm in XC. (XC=X-cross C-country)
In retrospect, I don't know how the hell I joined a sport where you run till you can't anymore...
and then some.
Today we had another practice.
We ran up Tantlus. It's a normal workout, nothing special.
But this time I thought to myself, what keeps me running?
When you run yourself to the edge, just when you think you're not gonna survive...
and then you survive.... sounds like the movie, right?
when you push yourself that close to the edge; that far into unbearable pain...
You appreciate life.
the fact the you can still breathe.
you aren't cripled or cramping.
you're in good health.
you're so thankful that water exists, and you can't wait for a gulp.
when you're done with a race, you can't freaking believe you survived that shit.
it makes the fact that you are alive, a reward.
i guess that's it.
9/30 UPDATE:
Coach told me it's called endorphins. scratch all the stuff I said. lol.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endorphin
-scroll down to the section "runner's high". it explains why running gives you an orgasm.
3 comments:
Your writing gives me a hardon.
that's beautiful.
i would give you kudos, but there's no kudos thingy.
but i enjoyed your blog today.
apparently i haven't sharpened your skills enough. this blog is still a waste of my time ;)
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