Monday, May 21, 2018

Is There A Spirit That Spits

With the S-Class Mage himself

Running is some funky stuff. 

Becoming a runner is stretching out a discipline that isn't there all of the time. These times just couldn't come down this first half of the year, but I'm determined. 21 minute 5ks haunts and spits at me! I'll be going on a 2 week hike down to my muted lab, and after that I'll strike again.

The aim of this muted hike is to learn how to think again while running. After being away from the roads, it seems I have become cultivated in fear. Yes, fear of becoming injured again. It won't leave me. When I run, it's always there, reminding me that I shouldn't go all the way. Of course, the aim is to always to train as smart as possible, but is it okay to have a monstrous attitude post-injury? I'm stuck.

Idk, this 2 week muted hike should help me pick off these fragments that dominate me. I won't let fear spread beyond what it already has.