Suspended Animation

One could only put themselves under so much pressure. My mind is ready but the physical body refuses; disaster ensues.

Pulled a hamstring while trying out fartleks, sprained my ankle while playing football and strained my calf while swimming, all in a week. Instead of nightly runs, I'm bounded to the house icing my injuries.

Mornings are the worst. Whenever I see a runner, my heart cringes and I look at them in envy and disdain; knowing fully that could be me if not for this incapable exterior. It's been a week since my last run and I am officially clinically depressed.

She calls it crazy, I'd say it's a better drug than nicotine. Speaking of which, I'm smoke-free for half a year now.