I have grown to love running. At first I did it to even out all the new foods I was trying but now I do it for fun. It's not the same fun as playing a game or hanging out with friends, it's a satisfying type of fun. It fills me with a sense of accomplishment when I run without stopping. I can't run until my legs hurt, but I run until I know that my lungs will give way if I take one more step and for me, that's the same thing. I still don't have the neighborhood memorized but I can find my home easily from almost anywhere now. Going home in the winter is hard because I won't be able to leave every night to lose my self; treadmills aren't the same.
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