Yesterday I went running in the morning and I had a whole conversation with myself about being DONE running.
How it hurts my feet. How I am not mentally into it anymore. How I am done with the pounding on my body.
But by the end of the run, I was telling myself - I love to run in the fall! Love the cool mornings! Love the brisk wind!
And then I couldn't wait to wak up up today and run again! I literally started waking up at 4 am and wanting to get out of bed!
Being a runner is an illness!
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