I went for a run this morning. It wasn't the best. I didn't feel very

Strong. Kind of limped my way through it, but at least I did it. I'll

Get stronger and fitter over time. It's quite a good motivation when

I run past people hanging out, smoking weed, having that kind of fun

It's a weird feeling though, because we're meant to enjoy life, and

I do enjoy running other times, but I think there's a small part of

Me that would be enjoying this moment more if I was in them. But this

Will make me live longer, maybe, so perhaps I'll get to enjoy my old

Age if I'm lucky. That'll be nice, I guess. I'd have to quit a bunch

Of other things though, if that's really what I want. I doubt going

For a run will cut it. I'd have to quit smoking

And drinking, and only then would I get to enjoy

My old age, even if it means hating my youth