Monday, 4 August 2014

I'm average.

Why do I run?

Because most of life I've felt average, and that's because I was average.
Actually, I am average.

Not the worst.
Not the best.

But always, in my averageness, I've dreamed big dreams and I've wished for marvellous things.

When I cross the finish line, I'm not average.  I'm soaring above averageness.

So I run to ditch the heavy weight of average.  The weight that I drag around with me every day.

Because average people don't train and run half marathons.

And I've done 6 of them.