I've been trying to get in shape lately because in June I'm going to climb a mountain in Wyoming with some of my super-cool friends and my crazy-ass brother. So I've been running and it's really great, I used to hate jogging but for some reason now I love it. I've got a special path that I take that's along the side of a cliff in Elysian Park, high above frogtown, overlooking the churches and rivers and trains and factories. I usually go for about two miles and then turn around and go back. I love running now because I have gotten so good, I am fleet of foot and tireless, I like the burning in my chest and the wind in my hair and my legs are steel springs. I went running two days ago and I went farther than ever! I got to the point where I usually turn around and I just kept going. How far did I go? I'm still going! |