a case for running

people have their own reasons to run; for me, i run because i want to remember how it feels to be myself.

life just becomes more and more complicated as we grow up. day in day out, we assume different identities while talking to different people. we wear different masks in front of different audiences, and we do that so often to the point that we forget that we even wear masks.

i miss the days when i was much more truthful with myself, those days when i used to be able to shut out things that i didn't care about, such as the opinions of other people. call me anti-social if you want to, but those were probably the best days of my life.

everytime when i run, i remember a bit of myself. when i run, there's only me and the road. nothing else.

when i run, i know who i am. i know that i am just another average person running along the road. no ego, no pride, just sweat and the numbness in my legs.

when i run, i am myself.