7.28.2004

When you run in a storm, you become the storm.
The thunder that crashes overhead is your heart, beating, pounding inside your chest. Its strength propels you forward.
The lightning courses through your legs, scorching the ground. Its sheer energy drives you to higher speeds.
You have conquered the path. The smoldering earth behind you hisses loudly in the rain as you press on.
And when you finish, when you slow to a walk, you look behind you, and smile. You are worn, drained, but complete.

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