Saturday, July 23, 2011


All I'm going to say is after the past week, I ran this evening after my absence and it breathed the life back into me again.

I picked up all pieces, slung them over my shoulder, and I just ran.
It wasn't a run to write home to coaches about; I kept a steady, albiet slow pace. And now my bones are screaming. I wanted to sear my lungs, liquify my quads, run my heart out but I knew I'd have to hold back.

Soon though. Soon.

And I started painting again.

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