Friday, February 27, 2009
Run
Whoa. My legs are burning, but the pain is somehow wanted and welcome. Sweat drips from my brow, and down my back. All I can see is the music video playing on the screen in front of me yet all I hear is the rhythm of my feet pounding on the treadmill. Everything else doesn’t exist right now. School, friends, life’s stressors aren’t real. Its just me, my feet, and my endorphins.
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Can you get endorphins at the health food store?
That's what I'm talkin about miss.
I love that. I'm jealous. I'm going to copy you, and run. Two more sleeps.
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