I know only two seasons – the marathon season and the rest season. The marathon season is obviously my fall season and the rest season is winter. The rest season sucks mainly because I don’t have anything to do – I sit at work for late hours or sit in a bar and sip beer telling myself that beer will help me put on weight.

What would I have done if I was not running? I would have played pick-up basketball twice a week with no guarantee of a good game and I would have been missing shots as I am really not good at that game – I would have been hanging out at coffee shops and with people who I cannot relate to – I would be spending crazy hours at work without actually being productive – I would be drinking my ass off on the weekends and occasionally on weekdays. All in all, I would have been an exemplary couch potato.

Having said that, sometimes, the question often pops up – why do I run? The act sounds terribly pointless and it is painful. All I need to do is to stop running for three days to know why I run. The days I don’t run simply are hell; I go through all the symptoms of depression.

a) I feel miserable and sad..
b) I feel that the smallest tasks are sometimes impossible.
c) I feel very anxious sometimes.
d) I don't want to see people or are scared to be left alone.
e) I find it difficult to think clearly.
f) I sometimes feel that life isn't worth living.
g)I start feel that life is unfair.
h)I have difficulty sleeping or wake up very early in the morning and can't sleep again

These are enough reasons for me to keep running and avoid injury