Running has always balanced well the line between love and hate for me.
It's a beast I have never grasped because as soon as you leave it for a
while, you feel like you could leave it forever - alone in a cave. But as
soon as you decide to wake it up, it lets you know how long you've gone
without it and that maintaining a relationship after such a long hiatus
is going to be a major undertaking. But then, just when you're ready
to leave it alone again, you remember the reasons why. On the perfect
day with the most picturesque cloud structure and the right music,
you feel in sync with your surroundings. You forget the beastliness
and see the heart of it.
It sucks so much.
