Running takes you away, into another world.
One you control.
Here, time is warped.
Shifted, ticking excruciatingly slower or insanely, much too fast.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The watch can be a cruel master.
No one can truly see this world…
except for you.
The agony of the inner war waging,
workouts and races, outsiders don’t see.
They don’t FEEL.
But we do. Runners feel,
feel things others can’t imagine…
or would just rather choose not to.
Running’s world is at times painful,
torturous, warped,
but always magical.
Freaking magical…
addictive, alluring.
Control.
Is a finicky world.
In the end we don’t fully control this world,
but merely, the decision of whether to enter it or not.
Drop down the rabbit hole, My Friends.
I love the ending – we don’t have much control over the whole running thing but I can’t imagine life without it!
thanks!! and YES!! #lifewithoutrunningisdarker 🙂
One of my favorite things about running: time in the “real world” just stops. It’s like everything else gets put on hold while you’re out there on the road or trail.
excellent way to put that!