June... my goodness how the time has flewn

[Charliecat5]

My thought for the day.

I ran 11 miles this morning, uphill and down.  It was bloody tough...  I had to fight for every mile. 

In those rare moments when my mind had time to think… not distracted by the grumblings and talk of rebellion coming from various other parts of my body… it started to reflect on the concept of ‘fitness’.  What does it actually mean?  How does it really manifest itself? 

Then it came to me.  It has been staring me in the face for months, or rather crossing my path for months.  Fitness is the ability to pass through a gate without breaking your stride.   To run right up to a gate, pass through and continue running without a single pause for breath.

When I can do a gate without slowing down 10 paces beforehand, without the sluggish pass through… checking not once, but sometimes twice, that the gate is shut properly, perhaps a quick slurp of water and then the 10 paces afterwards building back up to the pre-gate stride… then, and only then, will I know that am properly fit.