Running the Race

     Do you love running, or should I say do you like running? Are you running at all? If yes, may I ask you, what are you running for?

     I like running, I like playing running with other kids when I was a child, being ahead to them make me feels good, being on top of the race makes me feel better. But you know what, I don’t love running at all, it’s just I run because I want to compete with somebody. When i won, i feel great, when i lose, it’s okay, whether i win or lose, it doesn’t matter at all. Growing up, I still see running as an act of exerting effort to release my body fats, just for the sake of my body to be fit. Running as an act of escaping from something or from someone else. Running as an act of just passing by and cutting the finish line. I run but I don’t have the passion on it… until I’ve realized that I have something to run for where I need passion just to finish it well… the so-called L-I-F-E. Continue reading

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