Perhaps the reason I am always sore is because I am always pushing myself. This probably seems obvious to you my dear readers — but it was a lightbulb moment for me yesterday when I realized it.

So yesterday I ran 3 miles at a fast pace for me. (.3 mph faster then usual) Why couldn’t I just run and enjoy it for the sake of running? I hadn’t run in a week. Why not just enjoy it instead of tying a goal to it? So I realize that I want to always either run faster or farther then I did the time before. And I tend to not think its a “good run” unless I exceed my expectations. It’s me yet again immersing myself in my living in the extremes. The middle is never good enough. I’m enjoying the achievement instead of the process. Its like I don’t grasp the nuances of things…but only the really big swings from nothing to something.

Learning balance. It’s my life lesson I’m sure.

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