Thoughts on a Fool

Some people never change, they never grow, and yet here we are, you in front of my eyes feigning evolution, not realizing that I can see that you are the same seed that had the misfortune to fall from my pouch as I journeyed. The wind has returned you to me, and some how you are unaware that travel does not equate to growth. You cannot see that your lack of struggle has prevented you from reaching your full potential. Somewhere along the way you were made to believe that to move was equal to changing. There was no one to teach you that movement only signals growth if one moves of ones own volition. If one is merely dragged along unwittingly they are no more than the progeny of happenstance. You were carried along while I made my own way. I grew strong from working my way through my journey, while you were merely enjoying the ride. You believe us to be the same, but we are no more the same than life and death. I represent continuity, while you represent finality. You have no more changed than a vessel of water which has been moved from one place to another. Its change in location no more changes its state than your managing to be here changes your wisdom. We are so different in our similarity that it seems almost impossible that we were once one in the same…

Run It

Today I woke up a little after 5, and I had this insatiable urge to run. It's like my body knew it was now or never. If we didn't get up before the sun, it would be too hot to run later. I'm actually pleased that the treadmill at the complex gym is currently on the disabled list because running outside it beautiful. It gives my mind a freedom that I just can't find inside while going nowhere on a machine. Sure it took ~10 laps to get in my 3 miles, but it felt good, and I could feel my mind waking up. I felt alive, and ready for anything, even the evil dog that barked at me as his owner walked him while I was on lap 6. These days it's not about the ankle, or the weight it's about feeling good. My body doesn't feel right when I'm not getting in some kind of workout. My joints ache and my head hurts a lot; it's as if my body is protesting the lack of movement, and I can't say that I blame her. I know that I'm not invincible, but after 3 miles I sure as heck feel like it. That said, my goal for next week is to run M-F. I've finally cooled down, and invincible or not, I feel like I run it... at least for today.