The alarm shrieks. It’s 4:30 am. My mind, resisting and not
yet fully awake, tells me, “You need to run.” It is not easy to wake up that
early in the morning just to be able to squeeze in an hour of exercise before
going to work, but, somehow, I manage to convince myself each time. I run not only to stay fit but also for the joy it brings: the cool morning breeze against my face and the stillness of the
neighborhood when I go out to run; the solitude and ruminative rhythm of measured
steps and breaths; and that feeling of having accomplished a huge feat whenever
I finish a run.
Friday, September 23, 2016
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