We carry around a lot of labels.
I'm a dad. A dog owner. A boyfriend. A product manager. A neighbor.
I'm a friend, a brother, a homeowner, a runner.
I'm a fan of this, an anti-fan of that.
It's a lot of roles to play. A lot of expectations to live up to.
But when I'm out on a run, I'm not any of these.
I'm just me.
And the more often I run, the better I get at holding on to being just me.
Good running,
Doug
Numbers: 1.9 miles in the rain.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment