following my bliss
my arms outstretched in the tingling
Process of transformation,
and soon tough legs,
With folded feet,
trail in the sounding vacuum
:: All about me ::
Date of Birth:October 03, 1977
... but I practice LNT ha!
to relish their work,
knowing that scaling the mountain
is what makes the view from the top
so exhilarating. (D. Waitley)
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It's out. I've been thinking of quitting my training. Sigh.
Have been depressed and insecure about it lately. Went jogging yesterday and still couldn't breath. Is your chest, stomach, and sides suposed to hurt that much for a measly 2-minute jog?
And I know I wasn't like that when I started this. And I know it's possible that something in me is keeping me from improving. I hate the suspicion of being in a rut this early in the training.
And i'm torn between pressuring myself and being realistic. I'm torn between having a jogging buddy to doing it alone. I'm torn between exercising even when am sick, or allowing my body to fully recuperate.
And i'm so not used to being a failure.
And here I am, labelling myself with ugly names again.
by ~me~ at 7:33 PM ©