Sunday, May 11 - The run I run.
Have you ever wondered why there is always two (or more than two) options in every subject of life. Is the glass half full or half empty? A common expression used rhetorically to indicate a person's perception for optimism or pessimism in a particaular situation. And just like in running. There is always two ways you can see it. Are you getting closer to the specific destination or are you running further away from the starting point?

A promised I made myself last week, to start my running regime again. A week have past and so far I've been keeping up with it, running every evening. Reminding myself everyday to cover the distance and not to worry about how fast I run. Hopefully I'll be able to keep it up. Many thanks to the zebra who accompanys me on my journey to east coast park and back. Appreciate it. Though your continous chattering distracts my breathing at times. Haha. Anyways, we should try running to bedok reservior next.

I have deteriorate tremendously compared to last year when I started running. Now, I'm still at the process wherby I have to constantly remind myself that it's just a matter of mind over body. You can say I do enjoy my evening runs everyday. I look forward to them every morning when I wake up and I really do get excited when I see that it's time for my run. Hah. However, running to a certain extend is both physically strenous and mentally demanding. And in my case physical pain is really not the issue. Actually I like it a whole lot. Love to feel all my muscles strain up after running. Cos' that acts like a prove for me that I have gave my all. But recently, I just feel like I'm not mentally strong enough. I jolly well know that I'm capable of longer distances. I know I can cover it. However, each time while running there would be this mental block that comes to me. This voice that rings inside my head continously, like the morning alarm that wakes you up and goes into snooze mood even though you have pressed the off button, refusing to go off till you get up. Just like that, the voice urges me to stop each time it knows I have completed the initial distance I aimed to cover before my run.

And I stop.

I hate it. I hate myself for being so mentally weak. I hate it when I know clearly that my legs could still carry me further, yet all that was holding them back was that weak mind of mine.

I hate it.

There's a slight contradiction to all that have been said. I know. Do I truly enjoy my runs? Or was I just running for a purpose? Just like any NS guy who runs not because he enjoys it but just for fact that he needs to do it to meet the requirements to pass IPPT.

It's mix of both for me. I do enjoy my runs. I really do. Just mentally weak to push myself to achieve more. Just mentally weak to enjoy it more.

Hopefully this struggle ends one day.

As he puts it:
"In each race that you run, it doesn't really matter how relatively fast you are, or how absolutely slow you are. What matters most is that you have run the race for all its worth, enjoy every moment for it (why else do you run?), knowing that at the end of the race, you finish it without regrets. You could always have run faster, you could always have pushed harder. You could. but it doesn't matter anymore. Look forward, to the next race. That's the essence of how we ought to live each day in life isn't it?"

May I achieve that one day.

Let your goals guide you, to run the race a step at a time.
Let your dreams move you, to live life a day at a time.
Both with the end in mind, but with the journey at the heart of it all.

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cheryl..♥
11 november.
idealistic.
a walking contradiction.
50% anal, 50% cynical.


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And that's just how it goes.


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