If you ask me, runner's high is actually just a lack of oxygen to the brain. That said, I think I may have felt it for about 0.2 seconds tonight. Really, for me all the joy in running lies in those precious moments when you just cannot think -- you can't worry, you can't plan, you can't do anything but breathe in and out (as quickly as possible).
Oh, hell. I think I'm starting to like this shit.
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