I just figured out why I run and I thought I should probably alert you all.
I run to beat boys.
I run to beat boys who have wronged me.
Boys who have made me feel worthless,
Boys who are cocky a$$holes
Boys who I can’t stand.
It is as if I am saying
I may not have been good enough for you
But I will damn well be a more dedicated, faster, better, stronger runner than you
No seriously, if you are a boy and I knew you and didn’t like you, you can be sure I am looking up your race times and using them to fuel my workouts. Hell, even if I do like you, I still want to beat you.
Here is a picture of me interacting with a wonderful older race offical to prove that my heart isn’t all evil…