absolutum dominium

...
heart thumping
pulse racing
pound the asphalt
lost in your own little world
music separating you from reality
subtle rhythmic beats to compliment
the sweet scented air
and the slight breeze thru the trees
as you push yourself beyond
the ordinary
and it hurts
your thighs and calves plead you to stop
stretching like rubber bands almost through breaking point
and your chest constricts
too tight for your laboured lungs
and your stomach churns and sends signals
of sharp piercing pain of hunger to your brain
pain sharpens your senses
like a jolt of electricity
your nostrils flare in defiance
as your body and your mind battle it out
while the sun and trees sway in stillness
half mocking, half cheering
you do it for the adrenaline pumping through your blood
the heightened senses
the warm afterglow
and you do it all for tt moment at the end
that runner's high
...

it's been a fucking long time since i last ran.

in my current state, i cannot last 10, let alone 21.
when my attachment is over, it's time to stop fucking around and start getting serious again.