two men locked behind prison bars, one sees dirt, the other sees stars.

[breadlessbeauty]

i had a fantastic run today.

it's been three days since i last ran. on saturday
my mom dropped me on the side of cropwell, near east,
and i ran back home.

i've been so stressed for the past few days,
and i realized it was because
i hadn't gotten to use all of that extra energy on something productive
besides freaking myself out.

so today,
i strapped on my shoes and i hooked up my music
and i went.

i don't run very far. believe me.
but since i first started doing it regularly,
two weeks ago,
i've gotten considerably better.

at first it usually feels like i can't do it,
i can't make the 1.5 or 1.8 or 2 miles i'm striving for,
but by the end i'm happy i made it.

today, from the beginning,
i knew i could run the whole thing
and at the end i really felt i could go further.
that has never happened before!

i'm not out of breath! i'm not tired!
i could go again!

when is the last time i did something good for myself
and actually stuck to it?
never!

what's stopping me from goin again
is a 7-page paper,
a Greek exam,
and Alex.

excuses, excuses.
o, well.
give a little,
take a little :)