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I should be working right now, but my mind is on fire. If I could sit down for more than 5 minutes and focus I could possibly scratch the surface of all the thoughts rambling around in my head...maybe.

Today marks a new level of abuse to my body...slogged through 13 km's with a sore achilles, although by km 10, I couldn't feel any pain anymore...just elation, joy and peace. Now, am playing hockey in an hour and my team only has 7 on the bench. I know I will love the feeling tonight when I finally fall into bed, my body will be calm and my mind will be awake, ready to wander.

Listening to "Kelpe"...such a rich and diverse sound. It's making me think and dream of all sorts of things...mainly to do with running. Have been asking myself lately, what do I fear? What do I think is impossible? Ultras. I have to laugh out loud just looking at that when I, so far, can't even run longer than three hours. But, today was a real eye opener. I have always feared running with pain. Today I did it and it was awesome. Running is such a good analogy for life; it's hard work, it's never ideal or perfect conditions, but if you want to succeed and be happy you just have to keep going. So simple. Am going to start building up my times instead of focusing on mileage. My goal is to be able to run "comfortably"  for 4 hours by March. Easy. One foot in front of the other.