There was never really any point to it, you know. Even if I ran, say, 18:56 for my 5K time, even then... I wasn't aiming to become a runner again, and there's no award for being good but not great, and there was no way, nooo waaay that I could run that fast anyway. So it's a story of: no matter how hard you try, no matter how much effort you put in, you will not be able to produce a worthwhile result. So why even try at all?
And that was one interpretation of it. I couldn't overlook that, but I could always focus on an alternate view. You could see anything and everything as meaningless, always asking why. Why would you do something like that? Why would you care about something like that? Surely there's no point to it. You could always look at things from that perspective. But I didn't run to tell a story of how pointless it all was. This time, this time it will be a story of overcoming the past, I said. I'll show the world that you are not bound by your weaknesses! And with that, I set off on another foolhardy journey...
