Compelling

I have come to a few conclusions today.

I say today as if by 9:00 am my day is complete.

On my way to my car this morning I decided that I don't care about running fast anymore. All I want to do is run. So if that means I have to give up the idea of running quickly and winning anything or achieving time goals and personal records again... then I just might be fine with that as long as I can run.

I just can't do this anymore. I cannot sit on my butt and watch everything else around me. Running is a compulsion. The need for it burns in my consciousness to the point that I cease to truly feel anything else. And for that... I cannot continue this endless game of waiting. Tomorrow I will run. And the next day I will run. And that is just the way it is.