This past weekend, my mind gave up on me before my body could even figure out what it's capable of. After barely running a mile, I was talking myself out of doing my long distance weekend run, which at this point is now at 4-5 miles each time out.
"The wind is too gusty." "It's too cold." "I'm so thirsty." "I'd rather be sleeping." The voices in my head were turned on way too loud that day.
Perhaps if I can quiet my mind for at least an hour or two, I'd get more accomplished. Running. Work. Relaxing. Anything.
Hmmm... that concept of peace of mind just became so clear and fascinating.
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