My legs are heavy. My heart is working overtime. And sweat is pouring off my forehead with no time in between drips.
I’m huffing and puffing and my body is screaming for me to stop.
It’s the middle of the summer and the temperature is nearing 95 degrees. There’s not a cloud in the sky and the sun is relentless.
With just one mile left of this brutal 10-mile run, I am nearly out of energy.
One step at a time, I slowly ‘gut’ out the remaining mile. When I finally get back to my house, a huge wave of relief washes over me. I feel happy and a complete sense of calm.
It’s tough to put my finger on it, but I just feel good. I feel extremely happy, and to be honest, I feel near euphoric.
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