I'm a sprinter. So basically I run a short distance as quick as possible. Some people run distance. They need speed, endurance, pacing, and so on. The type of running you do on a team isn't based on preference it's based on skills. Lucky for me I was declared a sprinter, which was no surprise. Distance runs make me sick. Physically and mentally, but sprinting is the best feeling in the world I only get once in a while. The physical sickness distance running gives is the inability to breathe due to unknown issues, stomach pain due to chronic illness, and various others depending on the days. Joint and bone pain are minor things I can get through easily...when sprinting. Due to my high pain tolerance if I focus on something even small I can forget even the most terrible of pains. Distance running gives me nothing to focus on, but sprinting gives me only one thing to think about. The finish line. My mind never stops. It's a never ending factory that drives me insane. It never stops spinning and thinking and pushing me over the edge. Some days I just can't do it. There's too much going on up there to even tie a shoe never mind the tasks of daily life. Running a long distance is just an invitation for those thoughts to come. To come in and haunt me. Torture me, and cause even more thoughts. That's why I love to sprint. Because my mind is cleared. It finally stops. When I'm sprinting all of a sudden everything in my head stops and there's just one thing: the finish line. The only thoughts in my brain are push push push. Nowhere, no place, nobody, and no thing goes through my head. Just running. It's the most freeing and relaxing feeling I have and quite possibly will ever feel because all of a sudden every worry, pressure, and idea is gone. It's just replaced by running.
