You’re running on guts. On fumes. Your muscles twitch. You throw up. You’re delirious. But you keep running because there’s no way out of this hell you’re in, because there’s no way you’re not crossing the finish line. It’s a misery that non-runners don’t understand.
i am a distance runner. I have been trained to keep going. Even when it hurts, when it sucks, when i dont want to, i look past it. Relentless forward progress to the finish. Call it what you want: stubbornness, endurance, determination, guts. Deep down, i dont know how to give up, and its always worth it in the end
