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Evolution of a Man

3rd Run, with some Clarity

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Yesterday morning I went for my third run. Temperature was perfect, and I went back to some music (I find it helps when I run). 20 minute run took me 1.9 miles. Still a pokey pace, but I’m trying to build up some leg stamina.

Today, my upper thighs are sore, and it hurts to stand still. I’m going to investigate some solid thigh stretches for when the runs are over.

Inspiration
Running is easier with the beat of music, but sometimes it’s the lyrics that get you moving. I’m a big Metallica fan, especially for running. The hard rocking bass and guitar tend to pace my stride, but I really got into the lyrics this time. Take a read, they really speak to the journey I’m on.

Metallica
Almost like your life

Like a siren in my head that always threatens to repeat,
Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver’s seat,
Like a face that learned to speak, when all it knew was how to fight,
Like a misery that keeps me though I’ve gone astray
Like an endless nightmare I must awaken from each day

Contradiction,
A premonition,
Not worthy of, so I deny
I deny.

I blind my eyes and try to force it all into place,
I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.
I blind my eyes, I hide and feel it passing me by
I open just in time to say goodbye.

Almost like your life,
Almost like your endless fight,
Cursed, the day is long,
Realize you don’t belong,
Disconnect somehow,
Never stop the bleeding now
Almost like your fight,
And there it went,
Almost like your life.

Like a wound that keeps on bleeding to remind me not to think,
Like a raging river, drowning when i only need a drink,
Like a poison that i swallow, but i want the world to die.

Like a release from a prison that i didn’t know i was in,
Like a fight to live the past I prayed to leave from way back when
Like a general without a mission until the wars start again,
Start again.

I blind my eyes and try and force it all into place,
I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.
I blind my eyes, I hide and feel it passing me by
I open just in time to say goodbye.

Almost like your life,
Almost like your endless fight,
Cursed, the day is long,
Realize you don’t belong,
Disconnect somehow,
Never stop the bleeding now
Almost like your fight,
And there it went,
Almost like your life.

Like a touch from hell,
I feel how hot that it can get if you get caught,
Like a strike from heaven that turns that key,
That brings you straight down to your knees,
Like a touch from hell,
I feel how hot that it can get if i get caught,
Like a strike from heaven to reprieve,
That brings you straight down to your knees.

Almost like your life,
Almost like your endless fight,
Cursed, the day is long,
Realize you don’t belong,
Disconnect somehow,
Never stop the bleeding now
Almost like your fight,
And there it went,
Almost like your life.
That was just your life
.

(Emphasis added by me)

“Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver’s seat”

This was me. Not in control, not even paying attention to the life that was speeding by, when I should have been driving.

And there it went, almost like your life.

We should all take the wheel and drive.
I feel like Ebenezer Scrooge, given reprieve from his earlier transgressions – a second chance. These runs are changing me.

Ebenezer: [to the Spirit of Christmas Yet To Come] Before I draw nearer to that stone, tell me! Are these the shadows of things that must be, or are they the shadows of things that MIGHT be?

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