Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Reflection

The more I explore what running means to me, the more appreciate the journey that I've been on. Rocky, treacherous and demanding me to pull deep, every path has been tough in its own, yet running has given me the tools to persevere. There have been moments that I've questioned my own purpose and commitment to anything and everything while out there on the trail. The suffering has been real, and it's still something I feel my soul needs. As I look back at where I've been, I'm excited to see where I'm going. The adventure isn't even remotely close to being over. I feel I'm being born all over again.