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But here’s the thing. When I’m out there at 5 AM, alone, and the only sound is my breath and my feet hitting the ground… I’m not running from anything. I’m running toward the only version of myself that makes sense.

So yeah. I’m the juicer. I overdo it. I eat gas station hot dogs. I fight with 5k specialists on the internet. But tomorrow morning, I’ll be back on the road. Not because I’m tough. Because I don’t know who I am when I’m not moving. juicer social feed

The ‘juicer’ thing? It’s a joke. But the addiction isn’t. I can’t sleep if I don’t get the miles. I feel guilty if I take a rest day. I snapped at Kyle today because he suggested a ‘chill week.’ That’s not normal. But here’s the thing

“Real talk for the feed. I joke about the pain. I meme about the hot dogs. But tonight, after that run, I sat in my car for 20 minutes because I was too tired to walk up the stairs to my apartment. So yeah