Each breath taken is left to the past. No breath is anticipated. Our steps are given to the earth. Nothing is left but the moment. Running is the art of losing. We seek emptiness of all save the essentials of Being. Distance strips us to breath, step and spirit. Ego and will belong to the span of flesh and soon give way to the natural limits of mind and body. Spirit is limitless - the Source of which all creation will rise and fall. We run long distances to fall back in spirit. We aren't driven to see if we can finish a distance - we are inspired to find how far we may go. Drive is finite. Inspiration if infinite. We run because we are infinitely inspired.
And that is our essential state of Being.
Peace,
Eric
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