addicted to
i'm not here to win
i'm here to leave a legacy
that other absurd past time
it's the passion that drives you
endorphins
pain
exhaustion
chasing this insane dream
perfection
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Pre, you see,was troubled by knowing, a mediocre effort can win a race. And a magnificent effort can lose one. Winning a race wouldn't necessarily demand that he give it everything he had from start to finish. He never ran any other way. l tried to get him to. God knows, l tried. But Pre was stubborn. He insisted on holding himself to a higher standard than victory. A race is a work of art. That's what he said. That's what he believed. And he was out to make it one- every step of the way. Of course, he wanted to win. Those who saw him compete and those who competed against him were never in any doubt about how much he wanted to win. But how he won mattered to him more.
Pre thought l was a hard case. But he finally got it through my head, that the real purpose of running isn't to win a race. lt's to test the limits of the human heart.
And that he did.
Nobody did it more often.
Nobody did it better."
today's a happy day. happy happy happy because nobody should be sad and depressed. and who ever said studying wasn't training. if i can love training, then i can love studying too.
i love the morning breeze by the sea at my favourite hideout. it is the bestest place to go to listen to myself and listen to nature! i think nobody listens to nature enough. unless you are answering its call. ahha. haha.
life's only as beautiful as you make it out to be (: i am so positive right now i feel weird. ahha.
OK BACK TO MUGGING. STEVE PRE and BILL BOWERMAN both rock my socks.