A fickle appetite is my blessing and curse. Any emotional upset, any stress, strips away every hint of hunger. This is difficult when training. I remind myself, as I run through the cemetery, as I swim endless lengths of the pool, as I pump the pedals on my bike, skin smelling sharply of chlorine--that I am not merely exercising. I am training. The
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I often wonder the same thing.
In fact, this whole post really spoke to me. I often find myself falling into the same feelings and I'm not sure how to get out of it.
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Keep moving!
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