Owee.

My shins are feeling the hurt today.
Why I joined running, I'm not entirely sure. I must have been crazy. Actually, clinically insane. When I run, nausea is almost guaranteed. Kicks in sometimes after only 10 minutes or so. Some days, my legs feel like lead, and lifting them takes so much effort.
Sad.
Muscle burn, side stitches, cramps, dehydration... Most of the time, I ask myself "whyyyyy on earth am I still running?". Nobody can actually, physically MAKE me go, right?
But still, I keep going. The next 100 meters. The next kilometer. The next 8 kilometers.
The promise that in x amount of time, I'll come to a walk, then a complete stop, is enough to keep me going.
Still. Running is for crazy people.