The title writes itself I guess. Running, a passion of mine by which I can never master upon the art of perfecting it.
I always run by myself, alone. It's better to go by yourself at your pace. When I was in CUCMS I had Dzul, one hell of a runner, who never stops pushing himself.
I never found myself to be a long distance runner till I was at the end of school. That was when realized it, there and then, I would have to do this more often, that this was gonna be my thing.
And from there on out, I never looked back. I love running long distance. I always look to join marathons and charity runs.This wasn't for the sake of competing, but it's to learn more by observing others and put myself to test.
The one thing I hold onto when running is that, you plug in your earphones, you begin your run, and never ever look back. Always beat the small fearful soul in your mind, the voice that tells you to stop, these negativity has to be fought.
I will never consider myself a professional or anything even remotely close, as I do it, just because I love it. I do it out of my love of exploring and pushing myself to the extreme.
A lot of people always say that they can't run long distance, they can't endure those painful long non stop jogs. It's all a myth. The secret is that when you give it a go and never look back, you will unlock the best part of your limits, and all the undying negativity that stops you will be blown away.
When running, all you need is, proper clothing, running shoes and a good ass mp3 player loaded with songs that gives you that extra oomph. and oh yeah, JUST DO IT.
I don't usually post the lyrics altogether, but I just love this song, and it means an awful lot to me, hope it could take you away the way it did to me. Brilliant lyrics and tune.
Things are getting outta control Feels like I'm running out of soul You are getting too heavy to hold Think I'll be letting you go
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] My self portrait shows a man that the wealth tortured Self-absorbed with his own self-forfeit A shelf full of awards Worshiping the war ships that set sail on my sea of life When I see my own self I wonder if we still see a light We was tight seeing lights Speaking right and breathing life Now I see my demons and barely even sleep at night I don't get high life keep me at a decent height As the old me I predicted all my recent plights Exhausted. Trying to fall asleep. Losses at my recent fights Burdens on my shoulders now, burnin' all my motives down Inspiration drying up, motivation slowing down
I'm begging me don't let me go We vow like the letter "Oh" To never go our separate ways And spin-off into separate shows Tired of all the wardrobe changin' Playing all these extra roles Filled with all these different spirits Livin' off these separate souls Point in life is getting hollow Can't wait for the exit hole Give me room. The entry room. Let me in and let me go So I can roam around this wilderness See it for what it really is I'm prepared to filter list Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shootin' spree Amplify the revolution, sanitize the lunacy Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny I can see the lasers shootin' out of you and me
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco] Sometimes I feel like the world— Sometimes I feel like the world is against me And everything that I've done before I swear we used to be so pure But we can't be in love no more Cause I don't wanna fight this war But when I put down my gun I turn around and pick up one This uzi weighs a ton, but I think I'm done!
