The Run Within

This is one of my most favourite times of year...when the jackets come off, the windows roll down, and everyone is outside enjoying the changing season (there's also always so much going on..I love it!)! Yesterday after school, I quickly put my running shoes on and went for a great run, it was so nice to be outside! When I arrived home I knew I wasn't ready to go inside just yet, so I pumped up my bike tires, brushed off the dust and headed for a tiny ride. As much as I love running and training for the marathon, I also love the feeling of clipping my feet into my bike and heading out on the roads! I seriously let out a happy "ahhh" as I peddled my first turn. Any who I was looking for inspirational pictures to do with running I came across this interesting quote...thought I would share.
The Run Within
"I awaken to the world’s turn, the world’s run. The day before me lies bare outside my window, there for the running. There may be dew on the ground, there may be snow, there may be rain, or the ground may be dry. But I will find the trail, the path, the track or the road because none will come to me. To begin, I pain myself in routine stretch, where hamstring sting momentarily interrupts the butterflies in my helpless gut. I crave a run’s symphony: the whispered breeze a quick sprint brings, gravel or leaves crunching beneath striding feet, the dance-like tap of toes on concrete or track where hurdles and milestones are systematically conquered — how they mysteriously fade into dynamic sounds within: the heart’s rhythmic pound, the echo of cadenced breathing. I define distance using lines — lane lines, start and finish lines, the lines of roads and sidewalks and of beautiful horizon — how they blur while I methodically stride out and how they sharpen again when moist eyes blink hard near a run's culmination. I confront unforgiving hills with vigor, and I embrace the inevitable exhaustion that follows. And before I outrun either time or opponent or the world’s turn, I remember that running smart supersedes running hard. I awaken to my own path: the path that allows burning feet to lay tracks. A path to one more hill. One more mile. One second faster. I awaken to the run outside, and each day I live The Run Within."