I love running.
But I hate running every step of the way. It's like this seriously whacked out relationship. I actually do something willingly, that I really don't want to do. And I feel like I'm doing it for someone else. Someone who is not me. I'm doing it for who I want to be.
See I know I've always lacked consistency and follow through. Oh and major lack of motivation. But I seem to have stuck with this torture because on the other hand, it makes you feel so good. And you know, it feels good to feel good. I really never imagined how much different I would feel. I feel light.
But sometimes, I really really dislike the act of running.
How about you?