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At first it can be intimidating
You see everyone else faster, fitter, further.
But just like each run.
One step at a time.
From the breathless, pain filled body you too can climb.
From one minute to one mile to one hour.
Keep on running. Keep on moving.
Some are running flat out.
Others are running with with fat out.
Some in designer sportswear. Others in tatty comfort wear.
A first look in the mirror and scold yourself.
What's the point? Red faced. Out of breath.
A few weeks later see yourself again.
That's the point.Looking thinner. Feeling fitter. Feeling better. Feeling well.