Out of Breath Writing →
I have a couple of friends embarking on a journey of fitness, hell, and betterment. I envy their drive to run long distances and share their desire for physical fitness, but damned if I won’t ever have a goal like they have. No way will I ever aim for a half marathon. I hate running without competitive purposes (yeah, yeah, people run to compete, but that shit is boring). I look forward to reading all about it.
We all grew up as athletes together, once felt young, and hope to recapture that feeling in some way. I’m at a disadvantage, though, I’m afraid. I might be able to maintain or establish some kind of cardiovascular fitness, but my knee is going to forever deteriorate until one day I’ll be half man, half mechanical parts, and that sucks. I wish my knee had never been injured, dammit.
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