I run because… I like to run. I want to be healthy, to see places I have never seen before. To better myself and my self image. To achieve in real what I know I can achieve from the inside. I run because I have too much fat in my body now, and fat is not welcome any more. I run because muscles are my beloved children and I want to watch them grow and become strong and support me through everything.

I like to run.

Running takes me in my personal space… no one else is allowed. I am myself, no external comparisons… just plain self competition. Its not even a competition anymore, just a propulsion in a direction.

I am developing my mind. Training it just I am training my muscles. To think what I want it to think. To push hard, and to grow. Grow up and be counted. Be counted by the character I display. Its all about doing better, going longer and faster than before. No one else is allowed. Its me against me. The human growth in purest form.

I run because running lets me think. Think abot what I am doing, where I am going… in the run, in the life.

I run because, I want to reach farther, see farther… test myself… and dream. Dream of running longer farther and faster.

I am not a runner. Yet.