I love running. I fucking love the sensation in my body. My legs. My mind. I love listening to some basic shit and then just running. At my own pace. Listening to my own thing. Or nothing at all.
I hate drinking. It doesn’t do anything to me. It’s just a waste of calories man. And waste of night, sleep, etc. I don’t get anything out of it at all.
I have become used to not drinking it. I hate the feeling of it. Fuck it. I need my other things.
Obese people give more than get. See D
You are being too giving. Too concerned about other people.
Center yourself. Focus on yourself. Focus on your body, your running, your marathon. That’s the goal.
Let’s gooooooo baby!
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