my legs hurt. they throb. they feel heavy. i do not want to move. i know i am gaining muscle, but was fat so bad? i do not want to move, but i must. i want to quit, i want to lie down in the middle of the street (i've only done it once), but something stirs me up to move... to run.
i hear it inside me, "run Denise, run... a little farther...a little more...run."