Chills

There's nothing better than waking up early in the morning, throwing on some clothes, not worrying about what you look like, and going running. When you're done and its only 8:30/9 o'clock and you know that most people haven't even woke up yet and you've gone 5 miles it makes it all worth it. Though you may feel like complete death those last couple of minutes, when you finish there's some amazingly pure feeling you receive. It's such a positive action, to think you just made yourself physically, mentally, and (in some cases if you're like me and think about stuff while you run) spiritually stronger. You experience so many sites and things most people will never see, and those memories, those sites, sounds, and even smells will be with you forever. You sweat out a bunch of gross stuff and now you get to come home and wash it all off. You're skin takes on this healthy glow that only few things in life can give you. And on those days, those special days that come about once a year, when you go out and you actually want to run. When you think you're feet could take you to the end of the world, those are the days you will live for. Personally those have only happened 3 or 4 times in my life but I am so thankful that I run everyday, even when I hate the thought of lacing up my shoes and setting a foot out my front door. Those moments that I get then, are the moments that give me chills, make me think that I could conquer the world and do whatever God has in store for me. Those are the moments, the days, that I dream about, when I actually do something I want to do and enjoy it wholeheartedly. That, that is why I run.