2 separate ways.
As of november 2010 I had spent the past year and a half running miles. Every. Single. Day. When that point came and the cross country season ended, I was burnt out. I did not go back. The entire three months of winter I ran a total of two times. Pathetic, some people would say. Quitter some people would call me. But they don't know the other half of the story. The story about how I spent my extra time. It was mine. I Decided. I started reading. I started writing. I started exploring. I began to express myself. I became not so up-tight and stressed. I became constantly inspired and I could start to see how others expressed their inspiration too. I learned things about myself, that I wouldn't have if I had kept running. Which is more important. Now track is approaching and I still don't want to go back. But do I anyway?
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