The trails of a runner are of the mind. Sure its a physical demanding sport but the true battleground is in the mind. While running countless miles. You encounter a deep gloom, its peaceful and frightening. I like to think that the mind of a runner is like that of a crucible. Burning away all but the truest essence, leaving raw emotions and an experience that is as close to death as one cares to go.
I myself have unique thoughts when running. Though the profound and often bizzarre ones may cause someone to commit me. I shall share a few of my thoughts, thoughts profoundly deep and meaningful to me.
I like to think that my inner mind is a large dimly lit chapel with a large fountain in the middle. That fountain symbolizes my inner power, my drive, my focus. In years past I once knew the fountain to be bursting with energy and extreme strength. As the years went on and i stopped running to deal with more pertainant issues at the time, Its strength began to waver. Slowly Darkness crept into my chapel. My mind became shadowed with darkness. And the Fountain almost faded completely. Out of that darkness of my mind was born the warrior i now call Dark Jack. and as i progress through my often very dark filled life he offered wisdom and strength. He is now ive come to realize my reason. The blunt side of my mind. He protected my inner soul from the ravages that came with the darkness of the past years.
Then came Light Jack, He provided hope, and courage to rise above the darkness, to my halls he brought an inner light a forced peace to my mind. And with his courage I began to build back my life, bringing my thoughts to how i should be.
And finally came balance between the Courage, And Wisdom and Strength. Red Jack the neutral minded one offering a different perception on the world around me.
And now as i prepare for my newest challenge I have felt a great influx of inner strength. A symphony of sorts that my spirit has never heard before.
