Every day I run. Same path, 5 clicks down the path, around the park, through the estate, and back home.
I don't push my body to breaking, but I'm going faster than I used to, but slower than I'm aiming for.
Every so often, someone will ask me how I do it, how I keep the motivation to get up every day and run, rain, hail, or shine.
And every time I tell them it's just habit, and dedication and shit.
Because telling them the real reason, just to spite that one woman who said I couldn't, that sounds silly.
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