I had a battle of wills this morning. When my alarm buzzed off, I just reached for it and turn it off. I lay still for a while and eventually fall back to sleep. Thirty minutes later, I woke up with a start. I stared at the dimness inside my room, which was partly illuminated by the light from a nearby lamp-post and the glittering lights of the nearby hotel. Part of me want to go back to sleep but then another part urged to move and get up. I conjured excuses in my mind to put off running for today. In the end, my sensible side won.
My left leg hurt a bit while I was walking toward the track. And it hurts more when I tried to walk fast so I slowed down and adjusted my gait. I arrived at the track, fifteen minutes past four. After putting on my earphones and set my watch, I started running. The pain on my left leg was back and I tried to ignore it, after a few minutes, the pain was gone. Halfway through the first mile, my right calf felt tight and hurts too. I decided to stop and stretched my legs. And had some water.
I begun to run again. Luckily, the tightness was gone and I was able to continue running without anymore discomfort. I always like to run on the track early in the morning since it’s not yet too crowded. Plus, the heat is no concern though I perspire easily. I have yet to try running on the streets. Maybe one of these days, especially when the repairs of the track will start.
I learned something today. I’m not sure if I just noticed it now. I realized that when I set out to run, the first two miles seemed agonizingly slow to me. 
Sometimes, I felt like I’m drifting off somewhere. And not only “agonizingly slow”, it is also during this time that I feel tired the most. Then toward my third mile, I feel great. Sure, I still feel tired but then I sensed that I can still go on. Eventually after four miles, I had to stop. I exceeded again my limit of three. 
And I started to chafe already.
While running on the track, I got a very clear view of the moon. It looks very near. Too bad I was not able to snap a photo of it.
Anyway, I plodded back home, pleased with myself. 
I’m glad I did not give in to the temptation to sleep in. And it’s always a pleasure to be out early in the morning, at least to me.
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