End of one road, the start of the next
Tags: Running · Goals · Self Improvement
Cold air, empty streets and the tiredness that feels earned. I ran to match the mental exhaustion as the year and decade closed. A candid end of year reflection on running and writing, New Year running routine, routine and disappointment, plus the strange selfishness of practice. I run like I write.
Rolly's Take
For those who find solace in the rhythm of running and the cadence of words—each step a meditation, each sentence a release. It resonates with the weary yet resolute soul, revealing the beauty in the struggle and the quiet determination that accompanies growth. Here, the end of one journey whispers to the hopeful beginnings of another, inviting you to embrace the messy, imperfect process.