After sweating it out on the jogging track for 7 weeks, I can't help but seek greater motivation for better athletic performance in more places other than the pursuit of my fundamental fitness goal. Running a grand total of 210km over the past 7 has reaped rewards that surpassed my expectations. In tangible terms, my stamina has improved considerably and is pleasantly complemented with a leaner, 7kg lighter frame. In respect to non-material progress, I mentally cope better and more readily with increasing quantities of stress. Also, these runs inexplicably facilitate the unlocking of certain mysteries of my mind such as my recent revelations on physical beauty- what defines it as well as why this word shouldn't be loosely used- as I've been rating the appearances of girls rather inconsistently. Without further digressing from my topic sentence, the theme and source of greater motivation for tonights run is Courage. If a man is defined by his labours, then above aptitute and skill, courage notwithstanding the presence of other qualities, is most pivotal to attaining personal success and sets the weak apart from the mighty . Indeed, it also takes courage to set high targets and to steer oneself back in his intended direction in the event he stumbles. Therefore, attaching this merit of courage to this race elevates running from a crude, energy diminishing activity to a more meaningful one that also encompasses a life significance I'd like to grasp in greater measure. In this case, I'll run my ass off as a demonstration of courage agaisnt my inherent slothful/dormant nature and also for the significance of chasing this moral excellence.
-Kenneth Wong
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