Notes
When effort balances quality, it all becomes easy no matter the speed. The speed does not really matter because you run in a different zone, the one of smooth running motion.
The weather tonight was wild, windy and wet. It was a resistance run, at times with head on wind and at times side wind whilst on other times tail wind. I love the head on wind. It does something for me as I am pushing and cutting through. It makes me stronger and I do not take notice of hills, down hills or other, it all becomes flat. The biggest hill today became a 'toddle'. Reaching the top unless seeing it I would have not known about it. There is something about hills that makes my soul smile. No hills, no joy. Flat surface does nothing for my soul. The earth is so important to me. Touching the earth and it's carves, it's ups and downs with all the bumps, twists and turns. Today and as time goes day in day out I realise how much passion I have for running. I realise it so much so that I am scared as I have become so attached to it that I pray God to allow me to be healthy and fit to do so to the end of my life. And I do promise that I will take care of this body and not punish it for any selfish reasons. I only want to run as other people have the desire to walk, dance, swim, cycle, play various sports etc. I want to run.
This evening I run and this is all that matters.