How I came to realize running was more than an exercise to me many years ago, is when I begun to dream I was running. Not being chased.... lol, but dreaming of running through beautiful trails, my favorite routes in the city, the mountains. Some places are always familiar, some are picturesque places that exist only in my consciousness. Running is my passion, my wings, my meditation, a touchstone. I was not born a runner... it was an evolution... a transformation overtime. I believe when we tap into our true passions, and love and respect ourselves, being healthy and happy is no longer a chore, a diet, or a "workout" (I never liked the word workout... such a Western concept anyhow). It becomes a nurturing commitment and act of love to ourselves.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 05:01:30 +0000
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